Jan 27, 2021
I need to realize I have miracles bursting at my seams.
I am not my flawed curves.
I am not my trauma.
Or my gappy teeth.
The stars in the night sky run deep through my veins.
I have magic of the universe seeping through the tips of my fingers.
I create life.
And eyes deep as the sea.
His fleeting affections are not my worth.
You think you can defined me, that my being is a door that a single key unlocks.
I hold an untamed ocean with constant changing tides.
I am home to endless mountains, with tips that touch the sky.
I feel in waves of sunshine, or unrelenting rains.
Don’t tell me that you know me. That “this right here is all you are.”
I am the universe in motion, for I was born from the stars.
