Littlest Wishes

She said...

          "write your rhymes in my heart 
          & amplify the rhythm of its pulse 
          let my breasts be the covers for your hiding art

          curve your words 
          into every pore in my skin
         gloomy not glamour 

blank
white
colorless 

          love me
         Hurt me
         & paint me

i am a piece of paper 
fold me &
 divide me into stanzas 
let my lips be the lines in each stanza

          write me down
         & cut me into syllables
         let me bleed 
         with the love i swallowed 

hurt me again & again 
burn me with your words 
i am the ashes in your thoughts 
the wreckage 
the Phoenix rising."

____Artistic Poet
Copyright © | Year Posted 2023

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