“My Body Is a Temple”
Abigail Rose Richards
I was raised to treat my body as gold;
a forbidden temple only open
to its most committed worshippers.
My skin is threaded with lines of sapphire,
my bones unbreakable; raw platinum
able to withstand no intimacy.
I am my own lover and therapy.
The only woman who tears me apart
and glues all the pieces back together
with absolute self love and abundance.
All I need in a life of disposed truths
is myself lead with endless loyalty.
My sleeve is covered with this heart of mine.
I am the divine feminine, a Virgo.
Those who fully matter are those who don't
mind, and all the ones who mind do not matter.