she is-
beauty beyond compare,
and she holds the truth within
her open palms.
she reaches out towards the divine
that lingers in us all.
'shame is a sin greater then pride'
she tells me with a gentle smile
to love myself in all my glory.
to show kindness to the broken ones.
we are temples, places of holy.
we are endless, rough and wild.
and she is the creator.
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Poems.
PoetryThis is mostly my poetry but some are not. My poetry is pure trash, but hope my random writing entertains you.
