Off with their heads

Look in the mirror

never liking what you see…..

too fat

too skinny

too freckly

too poofed up hair

too……..

descriptions of the person seen

through your own eyes.

Hide under the baggy clothes

keep the hat on tight

wretched scales

torment

fear

pain

will it ever  be right?

Words

arrows shot without aim

scurry along

head down

no one will see

no one will hurt

no one is as invisible

as one who is hiding in plain sight.

Bumped

pushed

sidle into the corner

move through the shadows

let there be no light.

One day

people will see

not only the purity of spirit

but the beautiful person that you are.

Some day soon

you will realize your true worth……

you are a Queen

let no one ever take that.

Besides you always wanted to roar

‘off with their heads’

©Sept. 16/19

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Hero of my Heart

All I want…..

your hands on my body

your lips

trailing kisses neck to knees.

I want to feel….. 

desire

to squirm with delight

your body against mine.

I imagine…..

things that only you can do.

I imagine….. 

kisses that only you can give.

I imagine….. 

hunger filled nights

sated mornings

I imagine…..

dreams

floating on clouds

and soft beds.

I imagine…..

a love like the ones read.

I imagine…..

a life

as found in fantasy

and wonder

was I once a fairy princess?

Where is my Hunter?

Sent to capture and instead…..

makes love.

Where is my King?

Who sees the truth and still…..

craves me.

Where is my Jester?

Touched by the ugliness

the horror

of heart and soul

of demons I cannot shed

he comes to me.

Protector.

Guardian.

Champion.

White knight 

on a fine white steed.

Hero of my heart.

©April 21/19

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