Society Says

“Thin is in,”

but I’ve always enjoyed

the curve of my hips,

and the silent movement of my

jiggling breasts as they

dance to the rhythm of my

feet when I walk.

 

“Thin is beautiful,”

but I’ve found beauty in the swollen

curve of a pregnant belly,

ripe, stretched taut, so full you can see

a flutter of movement as the baby

turns herself around.

 

Beauty can be found in the curves

of a real woman’s form, a body

that juts and curves like rolling hills,

with peaks and valleys. No two alike.

 

Beauty can be found in a woman’s

Spots and marks and scars,

a testament to where

she’s been, what she’s seen.