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Perfect

“I’ve got a perfect body, but sometimes I forget. I’ve got a perfect body, cause my eyelashes catch my sweat.” – Regina Spektor I celebrate this body of mine in all its rubenesque glory. This body has grown a human, birthed, and nourished a wonderful human boy. These hips are glorious and perfect for resting a child on or a bag of groceries as I fish in my purse for the keys to my house. This body of mine moves me through the water like a mermaid, exploring 100 feet below the surface. My legs are strong enough to carry me up a Mayan pyramid 138 feet in height, even though my weight classifies me as obese. My legs are beautifully shaped with strong calves and soft thighs in which I rejoice.  Parts of my story are written on my flesh in stretch marks and scars and tattoos.  I admire them all. This body is my instrument in which I give pleasure to the lovers I have had… with my mouth and my tongue, my teeth, my fingers, my cunt. My small breasts are perfect ha