My skin
An excerpt from my first poetry book...
My skin, a representation of me, the very first thing that catches your eye
Captivating, breath taking, covered in cosmic karma
Dipped in a sea of melanin, dried under the setting sun and cooled by the rising moon
Moisturized to perfection, natural juices that seep from my soul
Soaked in love and perseverance, welded into an unmovable mountain by fires that burn
Just beneath the surface
My skin has always been, a fad, a trend, a topic of discussion for those not
lucky enough to be born like this, that can not glow like this
From magazines to t.v screens, my skin is in
You might catch me feeling myself, in tune with myself, wrapped up in this beautiful layer of
Love, life, pain, passion, heartbreak, courage and strength
A beacon for those connected to the energy that radiates, that pulsates
My skin is not a sin, it flourishes, I can trust this skin I am in
I can trust that my skin is beautiful, my skin is unrelenting, my skin is unashamed
My skin is me.
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By PrettySavagePublishings5 years ago in Humans
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