honey
you don’t need permission
you are here aren’t you?
there is your permission

honey
your skin is already sexy
stretched, silky, yours

honey
the curve of your hips
and the luxury of your breasts
spill over
beautifully.

honey
the abundance of your wild
radical rebellion
is present

in the way you love
your simple desires
and quiet tears.

honey
the softness of you
the fire of you
the truth of you
can only be honoured
revered.

honey
go gently today.