This poem only available on Stories Space. If you are reading it elsewhere, it has been stolen.She walks the world with heavy beauty,Never seeing decadence in her curves;Eyes regard her lively, loving,In sumptuous angles ofLaughter and satinThat tie her soul in a strong-willed bowAgainst the pain that breaks her heartAnd holds her heart in sorrows pastAnd fears so present,Where words are growing and overflowingTo share he...
