The curves of my body are a playground.

While I move in ways that show that I stretch
To fit inside your entaglements
As though we fuse to be one.

The curves of my body speak truths

They show stories of things I've never forgotten
Of being touched by those I wanted
An unable to forget those I didn't.

The curves of my body

Call to you

As though you need to come home.

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