My femininity
Is not a gift he gives to me.
It exists in the dance
Between Love and Consciousness
As I make my body softer, make my breaths slower
As I listen and move to my inner song.
There is a man who is as silent as a sunset
And I thought I needed all the words from him
Like so many men before-
"Can't live without you, can't bear the thought
Of not getting to touch you"
So desperate for sweet nothings
In place of a real something
(The truth, I am indescribable)
When what I needed was to be witnessed
So I could sink further into tenderness.
I am a tornado of wanting
I am a well of love
That will draw you into the deep
From which you drink and taste life.
- Jenny Wren
