Poetry

Her Imperfections In Standards

Society’s definition of standard hands slowly grip tighter around her neck

You’re not small enough

You’re not big enough

Your bosoms don’t bust the seams of your shirt bringing the men who wallow in thirst to their kneesYour gluteus maximus is not at its maximum

Roundness that offenders can grasp

Take your hands from around her throat

Let her breathe and get to know who she is

Place those hands around her waist and understand the oceans in her curves

Look for the beauty in the waves of her womanhood

Love the essence of her allure

Cherish her in the moment of her ambiguity when it comes to choosing lunch with jokes that cracks smiles and cackles that erupt from her belly like an unbearable tickle

Stop refining her imperfections to fit your definition of perfect

Find time to admire her need not to fit into this glass box

Where societies hands chokes her while we all watch

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