All Wild Me

Self love

is it the perfume I bought,

floral and spicy?

Or is it the massage I got,

after which I slept

like I hadn’t

in a long time?

Is it the three glasses

of orange juice

I drink every morning?

Or the comfort of munching

on a Subway sandwich,

skipping the cooking?

It is all this

and more.

It is being bold.

Being erotic for myself

not for men.

Accepting my age

and not swallowing my rage.

My self love

is all of me

wild and passionate.