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“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.



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