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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