Your Temple

Your body, the temple of your soul
Its construction of muscles feels tensed
As some pillars took on them
too much weight
Some parts hurt as they’ve been
neglected for too long
And they just yearn to be cared for
and to be lovingly touched

Let me restore your temple for you
I stroke its outer layer carefully
and remove all the stored hurt
I treasure the outside as much as the inside
I massage all the tensed spots
From the roof to the root
and make all smooth and soft again
And then I add a new layer of paint
with my kisses of love

©RoseGirl2019