The breasts are gone.
Are you reborn?
Stronger, leaner, more confident?
Stripped of the mammalian reminders
Of paths untrodden.
Breasts.
Your breasts;
Full and heavy,
The hot weight your soul
Rejected.
Now you are free
And as I loved your breasts,
I will love your new chest,
Cannot wait for you to heal
And hold me tightly,
Closer to your heart
Than ever.
You are my love,
In any body
And finding you now,
After my long and winding journey
Fills me with gratitude.
Wake up and let me kiss you
And cry with relief.
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Of maidens, mothers, and crones; a life in poetry, unfinished 
“…hold me tightly, closer to your heart than ever.” This. Took my breath…
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Thanks for reading, I’m glad you like it🤗
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“…hold me tightly, closer to your heart than ever.” That. An absolute perfect capture…
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This should win a huge award. It’s magnificent!
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