Oh this body I have
I love it dearly-
I love how it moves
I love how it speaks
I love how it looks
I love everyone else the same as my body-
I love how they move
I love how they speak
I love how they look
They don't.
They don't love themselves.
They don't like how they move.
A body sways like a tree caught in a storm
They don't like how they speak.
A creaky door is they way they describe
They don't like how they look.
A precious flower set to shrivel in the daylight
Oh, what can I do to help?
I would give everything.
Just to see you love yourself-
So please-
Love yourself
As I love myself
So please-
Love yourself
As this sorrow drowns me
So please-
Love yourself
As I draw my last breath
It was a beauty
Like you
But everything comes to an end
I will see myself shrivel up like a dead flower
But before I go
I want you to be reborn
But it will take time
I want you to remember me-
Bloom like a orchid in the moon
Bloom like a lotus touching water
Bloom like the sakura in spring
Bloom. From. This. Body-
Based on the love for my appearance, and how I wished to share the feeling with my friends who didn't feel the same.
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Works of Mizu-
PoetryA series of poems in which I write about certain objects, places, people and situations- Works of Mizu is my poetry stories, with each story having different characters, settings, times etc. Please enjoy what I have written- P.S. Read the poems slow...
