How much do you love yourself? | Self Love Poetry
I love me like a lunch break during an 8 hour shift.
Like Thanksgiving leftovers that lift your spirits a little bit.
Like that one song you have on repeat and repeat and repeat.
Like damn, you don’t get sick of that shit?
Nah, I love me like a fresh check hitting your bank account.
Like a warm coat when it’s freezing out.
Like a new idea to write about when you thought you’d been in an endless drought.
My love for me is exciting, enthralling, full of admiring and desiring.
It’s boundless, it’s timeless, it’s kindness, it’s softness.
Kubrat Salaam
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