what about when you sweat
and then wash under
a clean faucet
until the very thought of you
is open wide bee hives
pores drip honey down her sides
what about when you cry
so many do yoga, but why
c this all the temple i have
move like this, i get to be bad
and pray into hips
finger tips had
sparks flying off, i swear
black curling hair
cartwheel colors of care
what about parvati
and how she dance
a writer flashing stories
a fighter blind with glory
but i am forever
and this body is not
find the beat
monarch all youve got
butterflies choke the air
sound of orange raindrops in her hair
*
so much to say, thanks for reading! -rs
