I stand before him
skin bare
basking in feelings of Earth,
my roots run deep
into Her
the dips in my skin
the same as veins in Her tree
you can’t love me,
I whisper
not as you are -
because my skin
is s a c r e d
protected
only certain eyes can see
only a soul can F e e l
and love
and appreciate
Me
my flesh forces you to abandon
all that you know
all that you perceive
as Beautiful
all that you believed
was Beautiful
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