It is MINE.
This body screams out loud.
I can share her fruits
Or hide them through Winter.
Until Spring when she
Decides she's ready to blossom again.
I can spray her fragrance
Captivate the masses
Laying down, standing up
Running side ways
Strewn wayward in the air
It is mine.
Fully clothed and eyes wide open
Do you dare stake claim?
You're mistaken by the price tags.
They adorn her soul
Like crystals formed from ice
Frozen pieces have broken apart
They appear dead
Although lifeless, her energy seeps
Into the core of her womanhood
With roots fastened
To her creator.
It is mine.
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