This Body of Mine

Soft, round, but strong and toned in some spots

Object of torment and scorn in the past, now an object of desire

I have fed you, starved you, tried to kill you, yet you have survived

This body of mine has known sadness, pleasure pain and every emotion in between

I am very protective of my body, not everyone has access to my thoughts and desires

Few are lucky enough to delve beneath the surface

This body of mine grows stronger with exercise

Though weary at times, this body has many more miles to go

A constant battle, but I love this body of mine more and more each day

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