You bit into my bones
You wanted to see what I was made of
But I got too much body for you
Even If you tried you could never touch the inner me
I got, too many hidden spot for you
This body of mines is complex.
Bones made of pure sun
Baby you might go blind
Don’t look to long
I’m a praying sinner
Did you think you were the only one
You mock sun and brought dawn
Until you met me.
Like Adam
You showed no judgement
At first, then came the walk of shame.
Love so deep, I protected my diamonds
But soon they became unvalued jews to you
All those years and how could your love fade so quickly
In fear of ownership of my body
I placed my bones into your hands
Like I wasn’t my own sanctuary.
-Tymeera Freeman
