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It is true

I am my best lover,

Perfection I discover



My body

The shape of Venus of Boticelli

With soft, plum lips that engage

Full breasts wanting release from the cage

Birthmark on my left side of my stomach,

Spilling her guts about my life

Hips that move like the rhythm of nature

Only I can navigate it, please it

So why would I release to the hands of a stranger?



My mind

As intricate as the layers within

As simple as the truths in front of us

As beautiful as the body that holds it

As essential as the world it perceives

Only I can understand it.

So why would I limit it by the arms of another?



It is true

I am my best lover

Perfection I discover