I love him
I love the way he looks at me
Makes me feel beauty
goddess
fire-brand
The way he vibes with me
all acceptance and waiting arms
I love collapsing into him
letting him support me

But thats just it
I let him support me
I can stand
but I don't have to
how dare you criticize me
for needing him

I am different from you
but I am not wrong
he knows secrets from my lips
i have never spoken to another sole
because he accepts me
and everyone needs to be accepted
and loved unconditionally
He's taught me to be that for myself
by being that for me

something that you never were
who call yourself family

I am excited
I am woman
in a time when things are changing
for us.
I can feel new waves
of acceptance
braking over the edge
of a weakening dam.

I am excited
for those that follow
who are like me
and
who are different
may they not
sit in their rooms at thirteen
wondering if they
somehow are wrong
and if they do
may they figure out before 20
that all about them
is okay

I never knew
How much
Words from the mouth
Of my eleven year old niece
Would mean

Just at the age
Where people start
Judging
Girls for beauty

And she looks up to me
Her unconventional aunt
I hope she learns
To love her body
Long before I did
I hope she learns
Kind words never go amiss
I hope she never
Has a love that hurts like hell
I hope every love
Treats her well
I hope I am a good example
For one who is already so good

I watch you two
Struggle for each other
In an ocean
Of self doubt
And beaten self Esteam
Can you see perfection
When it crosses your palm like a bribe
Begging not silence but speach

When I tell a young girl
she does not owe you
Then is not the time to sling
A word of empowerment and equality
At me like a slur
**** right I am a feminist
In the same way I'm a writer
And A scientist

Feminist is not an insult
It means I fight for equality
And ****** autonomy
It means that when a girl
Finds herself in your pig hands
That I want her to know
she has the right to refuse you

It means I want my future daughter
To grow up "as good as a boy"
Without anyone using that phrasing
Because it's the twenty first century
And it's about time we are equal
We've been fighting for this for centuries

When I was young
I used to read books
About girls who fought along side men
Disguised  
I loved watching them prove themselves equal
In cunning and strength
And then reveal themselves
To have breast and life giving *****

I shouldn't have to be manly
To make you respect me
I command the same respect
in a dress an makeup
As you in your suit
(Or more accurately basketball shorts)
once again it's the twenty first century
I don't need to be as strong as you
To be as valuable

And you're **** right
I'm a feminist

Have you ever been so in love
You stopped writing poetry
Gone months
without pouring yourself  onto pages
Because moments
are sweeter than poems
Or reserved writing for mornings
When you wake to early
And instead of wallowing
In insomniac day dreams of sleep
You sit up, to him sleeping beside you
And pull pen from your bedside
And think
It's been to long
since I've written him poetry
I love him so Deeply I know
There are never enough words to say
But still I'll keep trying

You
Blue eyed interpreter
Of my world weary heart

You
Pouring sleep
Into my insomniac world

You
Lending strength
To my ever ebbing self esteem

You
Telling stories
Of adventure you plan for us

You
Ever encouraging
My petty useless talents

You
I love always
Because of who you are
Even more than what you do