"A man comes into my life and you have to compromise?
For what? For what? For what?
A relationship is a relationship that has to be earned,
Not to compromise for.
I fall in love with myself,
And I want someone to share it with me.
I want someone to share me with me."
—Eartha Kitt (from the 1982 documentary - All By Myself: The Eartha Kitt Story)
Let me wash you, my lady.
Rest while I run the bath
Until the steam hugs the walls and
Invites you into itself with comfort and warmth.
Breathe deeply as I undress the tension
You never even knew you had
—Simply by being born a woman.
Allow yourself to moan with genuine
Satisfaction
As I massage and heal your skin
From the lashes of gazes
That wound your being.
When you are ready,
Let me—your truth—escort you to be bathed
In confidence, love and self-worth
And to finally allow the dirt from this dirty world to
Float gently away from you.
Let me lather your thoughts in unison with your soul
So when the stereotypes and expectations
Are pushed down through your hair
And replaced with Clarity
You can be reborn along with the strands of hair
That have sacrificed themselves for
Reincarnation.
Once done, I will take the filthy water
And drain it into the feet of trees
To symbolise your new life,
Reborn and ready to bloom.
I will pat you dry
And smile with pride
As with my palms I blend oils
From fruits and nuts and life
And caress it within you.
Now you are ready to fly.
Peer into the mirror waiting for you.
Wipe it clean so you can see clearly.
A being peers back
One that is comfortable with her mind, heart and the
Universe between her thighs.
She is on a pedestal in this light
Wrapped in a shawl of admiration
And self-reflection.
She will be all right
And never throw away pieces of herself for the unworthy
From tonight.
About the Creator
LIFE MAZI
A RELIC OF GROWTH
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