Poem for Her

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She is capable of facing the world although inside she is dying.

She applies makeup bravely

not needing lipstick to smile at tempests and winds.

You have formed worlds

within your womb;

The scars on your body give you a beautiful and different hue.

Your hands caress applaud, build up.

Your breasts give life

woman who sings who lives and vibrates.

Mirror of my mornings aroma

imprinted in my bed

your name drives away my demons

banishes my insomnia.

You make me resurface

day after day.


C, Deep