The Sound My Body Makes

I used to focus mostly on what my body looked like

Instead of what it could

feel like

what it could


where it could


what it could


the sound my body makes

was often quiet

often quite lonely often

tired often broken often

unheard and disregarded

I’ve started to listen and 

now the sound my body makes

is sunshine oozing 

warm and sweet it is

crystal glittering in moonlight it is

dancing beneath the stars sparkling 

it is more and it is nothing at all

the sound my body makes

is not mine to choose

it is mine

to exist within.

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