I lied to me for a while.

For I was disconnected,

detached

from something so core;

my physical being,

every inch of my body.

There was no tenderness

or love there.

There was just an unease

and resistance to learn.

I thought I knew more.

I thought I loved more.

Today, 

however,

I unlearn this unease

and embrace the power,

the feel

of this body.

I had to lie to myself,

for a while.

Now, I stop.