I was talking to someone recently and it made me think of this. I have also seen comments on other’s as well. I just thought I would write this as a see what happens. Some may agree with me, others may disagree. It might not even be poetry, but here it goes…
You made a mistake.
I pole dance – as a fitness – all my muscles developed, thrived, and blossomed – I am stronger.
I have a boyfriend – he loves me, supports me, and reminds me I can do this – He adds to me.
You made a mistake when you tell me
You pole dance! Wow your boyfriend is so lucky!
I prefer to save my body for my boyfriend, but that’s up to you.
Does your boyfriend mind you doing that?
Here’s what you missed –
Yes, I pole dance, that makes him no luckier than he was before.
My body is for me, and I chose to share it with him, yes, it is up to me.
No, because he’s amazing, but even so, that’s not up to him.
Stop talking to me like I am something that is owned. I am owned by no one but myself. He is someone I choose to share myself with. And it’s none of your business.