Daily Archives: September 27, 2015

Gratitude

Standard

judge me not
on anything
or by the way I smiled
my teeth, joined

judge me not
on anything
or by the way I walked
hips wavering

hold me not
to any words
the flowing lips
to palm, the back of the hand.

(and you see how we prevail)

judge me not
on the way I stand
so simply
so strangely
or on the way I laugh
so loudly
so indelicately.

is a longing
to be delicate
wonders,
when i am not
judged.

(and you see how we prevail)

hours at the mirror
staring sidelines
eyes
to my own green eyes

judge me not
on the way i want
for hold of/on
you,

(and you see how we prevail)

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