A glance in the mirror leads to focusing on the being in front of me. from the neck to the shoulders, my back is strengthened by childhood to becoming a woman, down the hips to able legs and feet not to be stepped on is when i notice i have fallen in love with another of the many aspects and parts of my body
of those are the freckles resembling proudly and symbolically a language that once adorned my heavenly mother's skin
as they are now forming on mine.
-touched by angels—written by the sun
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You
Poetry"You"- meaning the you personally and You aside from me. This book talks about the You individually and going through times when you are your own light but, also when all you see and when all you feel is darkness. The You I dream about and need and...
