S e a ( H e r ) U r c h i n

Her spikes scratch outwardly as they reach.
Piercing her old lover.
She was like a sea urchin.
Beautifully made inside and harsh to touch.
Upon time, with great effort she avoided
uncomfortability, vulnerability, accountability.
All her abilities left behind in the sea.
Someone presenting to be avoiding love, but
actually wanting love on the inside. A tough love,
buttercup. The juxtaposition of soft versus tough.