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.