You can keep your matchsticks trying to start a fire
These timbers of my legs hold so much heat
I could keep a whole campsite warm all night
Spandex shorts stand no fair fight
in containing these thighs
that have never understood the term 'tamed'
Every time my legs take a stride
they collide with the ground like a beating of a drum,
the kind that makes your ribs quake from the vibration
My feet may have stopped moving
but my thighs and ass still shake
like they have something to say
and won't stop talking
until they are good and ready
You think I'm just writing about my legs and ass?
Nah, I got a whole map of my body
that deserves to be explored
by some brave wilderness adventurer
My collarbone is a valley
where whispered prayers
collect from tongues
that dare to taste divinity
My tits are the full moon
Rising over mountain peaks
Making wolves howl at their majesty
You honestly think you can contain the moon?
She knows nothing of those wired cages
My back is the mountain's spine at twilight
All soft curves and sharp ridges
A silhouette of dark and shadow
Against a sky surrendering to sleep
My stomach makes the flat earthers believe
that this world is round
Worth every climb,
every venture
Every peak conquered
Yeah, these curves Could teach Columbus
a thing or two
About discovering new worlds
My arms look soft from afar
But don't be fooled
Beneath this velvet skin
These arms have cradled storms
Lifted fallen stars
And still remain gentle enough
To hold tomorrow's dreams
My hands are mapmakers
Fortune tellers
Every line in my palm
A river leading to an ancient story
Or new wisdom
My eyes hold the legacy of my grandmother's gaze
Some days still as ice
Others rolling like storm clouds
Most days they're the ocean
Depths that hold both calm and tempest
Ready to weather any horizon
I know how to make room for more of me
These tiger stripes etched in my skin
Tell stories of expansion,
of growth
Of a body that knew its worth
Before my mind caught up
These bones still ember-warm
Every curve and edge still glowing
With that ancient heat that whispers:
Take up space, my darling,
You were born to burn bright
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