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I have now learnt how to gift my body to myself.
To honour it by wrapping it in silk and lace,
I take it all off in a sensual love dance
Between the moonlight and I
melting like candle wax
i shed anyone's unwelcomed touch,
wondering eyes,
venom soaked words.
they drip down my body,
cleansing me.
I feel the love of my ancestors.
"you are mearly a piece.
the forbidden fruit
on a posionous tree."
They whisper in my ear.
About the Creator
isak
they / them
a place to share some thoughts



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