See Me

I am riveting

I want to feel seen
in all my naked glory,
to receive your holding,
acceptance of my story

and turn page after page
of the book I write
down my trials and
lift up my joys.

See me,
for what I am,
the fragmented edges
chiseled to fit anew.

Envelop me
with eyes of a burning lust
and hands of tender
telling me of you.

Look into me
how I need
to be seen
through all the dark

for what’s between
my soft and hard,
pure and unclean,
I’m riveting. 

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This is an original, unpublished poem by Hunni Bloom.

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