Comfortable in my own skin
For a thousand years or more
Inner calm and outer grin
Oozing from every pore
Tender care for follicles
That blossom forth with fur
Showing off unruly curls
That underline his ‘her’
Nibbled nails that niggle
Catching, snagging, telling tales
Tiny scars that wriggle
As hands flex and curl and wave
Gentle as a monolith
That towers high above
The pillory of Lilith
For whom Adam held no love
Katherine Shirley 