My earthly casing

I think about you often

too often perhaps, or maybe not enough

I look at you and wonder –

are you me?

or am I you?

My very soul tethered to you,

my earthly casing

yet I love you more

when there’s less of you to love.

You stretch and grow

to hold my truths

and all the aches I put you through,

the only vessel for all that is me.

But I’m your insincere lover

whispering sweet nothings while wringing you dry

always taking, only reluctantly giving

condemning you for ever asking at all.

When you shine, though

I forget it all

When they like you more than me,

all doubts disappear.

Of course –

we are one.


Written for dVerse prompt on the body.

It’s funny because I was thinking about writing about the body anyway, these lines kept coming up in my head. I’ve been losing weight lately and I know it’s partly due to stress – yet I feel a glimmer of satisfaction every time I notice the numbers on the scale fall lower than they were last. It’s a complicated relationship we have with our bodies. I want to appreciate mine everyday but it’s demands feel like a lot sometimes. I wonder if anyone does ever learn to be accepting of their body consistently?

Photo is of a watercolor doodle I did sometime ago.

17 Comments

  1. I like that contradition of emotions and anxiety vs love of our body. That vessel is the only one in our lifetime, so I guess we have to live with it – truths & aches & all. Thanks for joining in. Happy weekend.

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