Sometime I wonder ….

Sometimes I wonder
if who I am
is enough
in a world that edits women
into silence.

But I’m no whisper.
I am heat,
curve,
hunger.
I love with my whole body,
my whole mouth.
I don’t hold back,
and I don’t ask permission.

I speak my mind
clear, direct, unshaken.
I’m patient,
I’m understanding,
and when you’re on the same page
of depth and truth,
I’m even better.

I’m not your average beauty queen
I’m fuller,
richer,
thicker in all the places
that make you ache.

You’ll want to trace
every inch..
tongue, hands, breath
losing count
as I open you
to a different kind of worship.

I’ll show you the stars
from the arch of my back,
the fire
between my thighs,
and when it’s over…
you’ll beg
to begin again.