A Poem to All the Women Who Think Twice About Loving Their Bodies

Photo by  Charlie Schuck

Photo by Charlie Schuck


Stick thin doesn’t do it for me

I think they look ill

Desperate for a meal

You always say to me

You hate your belly

As a mother of three

You look awesome to me

I love your curves,

The perfect silhouette

When the lights are dimmed

The moon shines through the window

And dances around your form

I love your shape

And love your shapely behind

I know every single inch of your luscious frame

I honestly wouldn’t change a single thing

To me you are simply a goddess

In fine female form

Real men prefer curves

I am a real man

I am yours.


Submitted to ArtParasites by Zero Bravo