A4, Hahnemühle German Etching paper
You Are Mine And I Am Yours
My body is a temple
sacred space to hold my soul,
you are mine and I am yours.
But it has been desecrated by words,
I am sorry I believed their lies.
These genes have been carried since the dawn of time.
Born into womanhood ~ wild & free.
These curves are mine
these legs are strong
my stripes precious brushstrokes.
My crows feet memories past,
my silver strands are life lived.
Sacred space to hold my soul,
for you are mine and I am yours.
Grace Selous Bull