I have witnessed endless beauty
in the shape of breasts, and hips, and thighs. I’ve seen forever and goodbye in the reflection of the same set of eyes, But never have I explored the depths of a mind like yours, like a black hole there is a beginning with no end. In you, there is chaos and control. Like a blanket, I pull my insecurities back, And for the first time in years, I let myself feel. You’re not the answer to the question that I asked. But here you are, cliff notes to an unread novel. I am an avid reader with an expired library card. I still owe on what I’ve checked out in the past – seasons of stories collecting dust on my shelf – but you’ll never hold it against me if I turn the page.
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Tennessee Martin
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