Friday, April 16, 2004

thoughts
arrive with the sunrise
light
rose-colored
beauty
to invade my darkness.
thoughts
of you
kiss my wounds
shatter my heart
explode me
bind me
a million ways
trippy dali-style.
surrealist slouching
i ask if i may paint you into
a picture in my mind,
place you in one spot
for all eternity.
can you stand
still,
true to me?
be the finger of the sistine chapel,
don't pull away and lose
your diety,
don't come too close
to me,
your fear,
your goddess.
i'll ornament you
in all the ways i wish
you would lavish me.
be my diety?

*bettie* at 3:28 PM