How He Loves Me During My Period

on the first day
of my period
i am a river
you thirst
i hunger

you wait with me
until the night sets in
and feeds us

i love how you love a woman
through her nature and all

how lucky i am
to have your kisses
through cramps
and thunderstorms

—kristina taylor, your love

Thank you for reading my poem. My book, Floral Moans, is a 121-page poetry collection about self-love and embracing our sexuality as humans. Click here:

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