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Woman.

For all the tears I've shed,

These cloudy eyes refuse to tarnish.

Each iris a rose quartz stone.

I refuse to hide away from love.


Pickled jars of stale thought.

Fleeting memories,

So tempting to forget.


But I won't.

And yet, this empty familiar pain does not outweigh,

Each euphoric step into the unknown of letting go,

Letting in a hopeful soul.


Was it lust or was it love?

Tears now dust,

Another grain to hold in hand.

Slip through these gentle fingers,

Swallowed up by sparkling sand.


As I wander naked into each new ocean,

Natural breasts swinging in the wind...


New collections of emotions I grow excited to release.

Again I rebuild my temple walls.


High enough,

Cemented in hope and unapologetic honesty.


I am a woman now,

One with time.

So much patience.

All the strength I need to create my own magical world.


One thing I lack is space for energy that transports me back.

I won't look back...

I am a woman now.


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