Abundance Words

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Brown Waves
Bee stung lips
Skin 
Rich caramel
With cinnamon freckles
Speckled
Across the bridge 
Of a small broad nose
And scattered 
Like stars
Onto her cheeks 
The 
Tiny gold hoop
Barely visible 
Until 
She throws her head back
In a laugh 
That's warm 
And honeyed
Like her voice
Small hands 
With long fingers 
Linger
Across her mouth 
As is her habit
When she's 
Having 
A good good time 
Smile wide
Teeth 
Large 
Strong 
White 
Hidden 
By her self conscious 
Habits 
Nose crinkles
Always 
She resembles in her own eyes
A bunny 
Rabbit
Rapid, rolling laughter
Brings tears 
To the corner
Of eyes
Shaped almost
Like almonds 
Lashes 
Long 
Especially at the ends
Giving a wide eyed look 
Like maybe 
She's shy 
But those coffee eyes
Show no signs
So maybe 
She's coy
Maybe she toys
With the idea 
Of making up 
The parts of her 
She's not sure of 
She's not sure but 
She thinks 
The way her hips 
Curve out
To make way 
For full thighs
May compromise
Her beauty
Maybe
There's more of her 
Then there should be
Maybe the weight 
Of her breasts
Against her chest
Next to 
The roundness
Of her stomach 
Doesn't 
Look the way
Pretty 
Is supposed to
She isn't close to
Deciding either way
So sometimes
The mirror
Doesn't say
The things 
Her head does
Sometimes 
She turns 
With her chin on her shoulder
And sees 
The fullness 
Of her backside 
As her hand slides
Over it 
In admiration
- Today, 
I think 
I 
Am
Everything,
Hold 
The moderation
Hold for applause
Because 
Damn I am 
Some kind of magical
Creation
Born 
From heat 
And jungles
And strong thunderous
Movement
To
The beating of drums
Songs sung
Out under 
Blue black skies
Hands 
Striking 
Thighs 
Gold 
Glittering 
Like the fire 
In their ancient eyes
Born of
Flat red earth 
Licking 
Against reeds swaying
Against the breeze
Hugging 
The longest of rivers
The kind
That ran through veins
The kind that sang 
Through change 
That brought chains -
She sees herself
In the mirror
And dares herself 
To take 
A chance
At being brave
Lashes splashed
Against 
Her cheeks 
As eyes 
Close 
Lips move 
Perhaps
She prays
Perhaps she slays
Demons 
With her dreams 
And aspirations
And whispers 
To ancestors 
That handed her 
Her strength 
There is no way 
To know for sure
But know 
For sure
That she glows
From the inside
As the wind rides
Across her skin
The one she feels 
Most comfortable in 

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