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Your little girl
Take that coat off your back
And your body becomes mine
I paid a high price for you
So you owe me boy, tonight
Your eyes are so beautiful
Now take them down there
And let me forget for a moment
That I have so many cares
Push yourself inside me
I don’t need to be brave
But it makes it all better
Pushing you inside my grave
Give me my key, lost in transit
I couldn’t find it for so long
I was bound to my karma
But now my boy, it’s gone
See this crown, it’s for you
Get up off you knees
I made you a King
So you could be with me
Push your tongue inside my mouth
To annihilate this confusion
I will scream so hard and loud
As you enact this solution
Don’t seek any answers
It’s not an act of pride
It’s for me to access me
I need you, so much, inside
We have heard this story before
You know the outcome so well
Forgive my naïveté
Rupture this shell
I love you beautiful boy
Bring your soul into my world
You see I’d weather this eternity
Just to be your little girl
And your body becomes mine
I paid a high price for you
So you owe me boy, tonight
Your eyes are so beautiful
Now take them down there
And let me forget for a moment
That I have so many cares
Push yourself inside me
I don’t need to be brave
But it makes it all better
Pushing you inside my grave
Give me my key, lost in transit
I couldn’t find it for so long
I was bound to my karma
But now my boy, it’s gone
See this crown, it’s for you
Get up off you knees
I made you a King
So you could be with me
Push your tongue inside my mouth
To annihilate this confusion
I will scream so hard and loud
As you enact this solution
Don’t seek any answers
It’s not an act of pride
It’s for me to access me
I need you, so much, inside
We have heard this story before
You know the outcome so well
Forgive my naïveté
Rupture this shell
I love you beautiful boy
Bring your soul into my world
You see I’d weather this eternity
Just to be your little girl
Published 1st Mar 2012
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1st Mar 2012 1:46pm
I like the back and forth between lust, and spiriulity. The first stanza is my favorate. I feel like your selling your soul for this boy, but th rest of the poem keeps reiterating how this boy could be a way to acccess a part of your spirituality, but the first stanza implies that you have scarificed it for passion.
2nd Mar 2012 9:47am
Thank you. I see that I am both selling my soul and gaining something spiritually because the one who buys my soul doesn't realize that I'm actually being awakened by the very thing they thought would destroy me. :)
2nd Mar 2012 1:31am
Nothing less than art. Very well wrote and tasteful. Great imaginary themes. You left the wrapping on the Christmas presants only to open the imagination.
2nd Mar 2012 9:48am
Thank you :) I always feel like a pseudo-artist rather than a 'real' one, but I try!
