I can see myself now

I can see myself standing

in a white room naked

 

nerves twining through heavy-delicate curves

muscles winding over light brown bones.

 

I can see myself now

standing tall and open

my head of gold and my feet of steel.

I am proud and hard and enduring

like the rain.

 

I can see myself

now power and lust

and a bright mind burning

skin and obstinance

 waiting.

 

I can see myself now

flowering febrile like ten thousand blooms unfolding

                                              in one ecstatic wave.