I grew a lot this year and I'm proud of myself for that. This is from the beginning of senior year where I was beginning to find comfort and happiness with myself.
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Goodness, it feels fantastic to feel inside your body
I feel so much joy and happiness as myself and it's an intoxicating feeling
Slipping into my stomach like warm tea with too much honey
And I love the way my legs curve and angle themselves
The way my face is shaped
The way I carry myself
The sounds I make
The tamber of my voice
The awkward beard which is fixing itself to my jaw
The way my arms are filling out as I gain strength
The rise and fall of my stomach and the crevices of my hips marked by v-lines
The wiry hair which coats my legs
The confidence and joy I have
The way I love and I love and I don't stop caring and I'm consumed by passion and find myself diving into everything head first
The way I move my body, controlling and isolating each muscle
The way I feel like I am vibrating in my own skin
How my olive toned skin doesnt match with everything
I love myself and I've spent far too long struggling with myself
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Sonnets for Someones
PoetryI've discovered a love for sonnets due to my AP English Literature and Composition class, so I began writing sonnets about people, places, and things. These are a collection of sonnets, as well as generally poetic musings that follow my thoughts.
