Dear body,

I am sorry for the moments I have distanced myself from you

as if you were atomic bomb and not temple


For the way that I have shoved fingers of insecurities

down your throat not realizing that even though I thought

I was purging things unwanted, I was letting the magic out too


dear  body,

I am so sorry it took me so long to understand that you are magic

that you are steady

I had forgotten all the fearfully and wonderfully made swimming in your veins


forgive me,

I will do better,

I will love you better

no more distance---

you are home

you are mine


and when people ask me about you,

I will not change the subject --- I will blush

and finally say, isn't she beautiful?

30/30, PoetryArielle Estoria