You Don’t Like The Way Your Hair Sits? Take Mine, I Will Shear It Off Without A Second Thought.

First born daughter playing therapist

Apology letters to anyone I’ve ever kissed

I think this weekend I’ll go on an alcohol bender

But at least drinks are free when you’re the bartender.

Sylvia Plath, from “The Jailer.”

Just your mouth

Just your love

Just your anointing oils

Just your name

Just your chambers

Just your love

And my mother's sons

And my own vineyard

And my soul

Just your flock

Just your companions

Just your kids

Just your cheeks

Just your neck

Just your couch

And my perfume

And my beloved

And my breasts

And my beloved

And my love

Just your eyes

And my beloved

Our couch

Our house

Our rafters

And my love

And my beloved

Just your shadow

Just your fruit

Just your banner over me

Just your left hand

Just your right hand

And my beloved

And my beloved

Our wall

And my beloved

And my love

And my fair one

And my love

And my fair one

And my dove

Just your face

Just your voice

Just your voice

Just your face

Our vineyards

And my beloved

Just your flock

And my beloved

And my bed

And my soul

And my soul

And my soul

And my soul

And my mother's house

Just your sword

Just your mother

Just your wedding

Just your hearth

And my love

Just your eyes

Just your vein

Just your hair

Just your teeth

Just your lips

Just your mouth

Just your cheeks

Just your veil

Just your neck

Just your two breasts

And my love

And my bride

And my heart

And my sister

And my bride

And my heart

Just your eyes

Just your necklace

Just your love

And my sister

And my bride

Just your love

Just your eyes

Just your lips

And my bride

Just your tongue

Just your garments

And my sister

And my bride

Just your shoes

And my garden

And my beloved

And my garden

And my sister

And my bride

And my mouth

And my spice

And my honeycomb

And my honey

And my wine

And my milk

And my heart

And my beloved

And my sister

And my love

And my dove

And my perfect one

And my head

And my locks

And my garment

And my feet

And my beloved

And my hand

And my heart

And my beloved

And my hands

And my fingers

And my beloved

And my beloved

And my soul

And my beloved

Just your beloved

Just your beloved

And my beloved

Just your head

Just your locks

Just your eyes

Just your cheeks

Just your lips

Just your arms

Just your body

Just your legs

Just your appearance

Just your speech

And my beloved

And my friend

Just your beloved

And my beloved

Just your garden

Just your flock

And my beloved

And my beloved

Just your flock

And my love

Just your eyes

Just your hair

Just your teeth

Just your cheeks

And my dove

And my perfect one

And my mother

And my fancy

And my prince

Just your feet

Just your rounded thighs

Just your navel

Just your belly

Just your two breasts

Just your neck

Just your eyes

Just your nose

Just your head

Just your flowing looks

Just your breasts

Just your breasts

Just your breath

Just your kisses

And my beloved

Just your desire

And my beloved

And my love

Our goals

And my beloved

And my modest breast

And my mother

And my power credits

Just your left hand

Just your right hand

And my beloved

Just your mother

Just your heart

Just your arm

Our sister

And my breasts

Just your eyes

And my vineyard

And my very own

And myself

Just your voice

And my beloved

I read the flecks in your eyes

like how a girl all alone

would read poetry.

.

Your eyes tell an odyssey

of the thousand lies you've heard,

each one a dark star.

.

Somewhere within your iris

there's an epic of pain and

love in equal parts.

.

Eyes like the night sky.

I see the galaxy and

wonder where I could fit in.

I've been smoking cigarettes made from your veins huffing that pain worshipping your blood like it wasn't enough just to keep you alive needed it inside me to be a part of the prophecy which hums with power what I've become condensates in the shower a touch of evening air a balmy breeze through his hair that's all you think of me and think of me often? Hardly.

Words by me <3

I listen to and read poetry

Not just to create poetry

But because I want everything I say to sound like poetry

To become more beautiful through the beauty that I speak

To make my great-grandmother proud

To become art

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