A beaten wooden heart..
She has so much
Nothing to want for
Her home is full of jewels
adorned with gold
all these jewels come with a beating heart
Why does she lust?
Why does she force Father times hands?
Your entire being is beautiful
I love you
many times a day
She loves, yes
One version of love amongst many
What does the past have to offer?
If she hangs onto her past
What does her future reveal?
A court she can finally command
She unties her collection of masks
These are her coloured ribbons of rules
They sway -a slave to the wind
She parades her new silk coloured clothes
the ones she forgot she ever had.
She allows a select few to disrobe
Her in all her brazen nakedness
She must be more than just another’s lust
She lives in a palace-
A palace of her public happiness
She knows without her beating jewels she will lose her lustre
Lustrous suitors peek -twinkle from above
She can almost reach them
she will ride the sun and bring back the moon
All she needs is one touch
one starry night.
A reflection of I love you
I love you
And you are the one I love
An echo from a cavernous place
I love you too
Two I love and you
A stone pebbled heart
Ripples – distorts the face of a thousand lies
A thousand thorns
she lies down
her bed made.
Where is her true tender
He who whispered all that she could be?
All that she had become?
The only one that stayed around to see her true plumage bloom
The one that caught the tears and turned them into rain
Just nature’s call. how cruel it can be
A tender showered with her mother natures rules
Rule your heart, his soul implored
and open her heart she did..