My Body In Motion

My eyes tell the truth

it is brown and has a story,

like an autum leaf that falls from a tree

 

My lips soft and pink,

will utter no lie

like a new born baby, innocent

 

My hands smooth and pretty

it has done good and bad things

like the disadvantaged, stealing to feed their families

 

My feet flat and white

exausted by the everyday journey it takes

like a preditor, hunting, working hard for its reward

 

My voice angel-like (so ive heard)

sings and sings all day long

like the birds in spring time

 

My body is my temple

it reacts to what i feed it

i choose to feed it life, love and happiness

like a child on the playground