My body is scared

Like statues in temples

Perfectly shaped

Cracked in patterns


Admire me.


For I am art

The one you seek

When we are apart

I make you think


Of me in your arms.


Filling you with lights

inspiring you to create.

That shimmer at night

is the sun, from heaven’s




You are beautiful. You are powerful. You are light.

Never loose sight of that.



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Posted by:A'Isha Adams

Mind of a frantic poet. Ambition of an entrepreneur. The heart of an old soul.

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