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body.

who’s body is this? i ask
when i see the stranger in the mirror
looking so fly.
hello, beautiful.
where did you come from?
do you live here too?
who’s body is this?
strong bones.
strong heart.
strong legs.
strong arms.
who’s body is this,
filling out these jeans
like a night sky
wraps around lovers
talking softly on a beach.
who’s body is this?
it can’t be mine.
but it is.

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safe place.

you are a safe place.
strong and steady and firm,
a place barely discovered,
yet so, so beautiful.
maybe it will only be for a moment,
a place of temporary respite,
from winds that rage.
maybe you will be an island,
where i can lose myself, completely.
shipwrecked for days and months.
i dont know what is next –
in minutes or seconds or moments,
all i know is that for now – for today,
you are my safest place.