A poem that starts out
With my thighs
Dictating each new line
Is bound to captivate you
As much as my actual thighs do
So I'm walking a certain way
There's satisfaction in my inhibition
I'm feeling my fleshy abundance
The movement in my skin, the heat
I’ve learned so much about myself
A swallow, a stammer
Your breath
skips a beat
Yes, I sensed it
Time and space don't confine me
Never forget
Breathe in and then exhale
Ponder me, slowly
Like I ponder you
Come to me
Like I come to you
