I map my nakedness in poetry

INTIMACY
That barking fear is broken.
I am ready now to undress.
I want to wear my nakedness with grace.
I want to own my nakedness.
These scars spell out my name.
This naked profile, my sensual fingerprint,
is etched with the intricate nuances of my womanhood.

ANCESTRY
I see my mother in my hands.
I see my grandmother in my feet.
The beauty and glory of my ancestors
are written on me.
Their wisdom is woven in my skin.

CEREMONY
I won’t shy away from my nakedness.
Imperfections no longer repulse me.
Sexuality no longer disgusts me.
Solitude no longer haunts me.
No longer fearful,
they are a ceremony,
each an expression of my richness.
I embrace, I embody, I cradle them
as the emblem of my womanhood.

APOSTASY
My beauty lies within the sensual unfolding of
desires and pleasures
and secrets and lies.
Stripped of pretension,
this unadorned beauty, this vulnerable courage
shines with gentle confidence,
untamed and unapologetic.

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