1:03 AM

I feel it deep within.

Pulsing life where there was none.

Writhing and 

encased in warmth until I

break open

present myself

to the exotic form before me.

Time starts again.

Now I begin

my own arms surround me

This film of skin peeled back

from this body

I remake myself

reborn

as you gaze upon me

so that you might call me beautiful.

 

This poem is about: 
Me

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