Monochrome

Not too polite, sometimes it feels that way anyway

Her heart was warm like silver
her eye was sharp and cold
Her belly warm but slender
Her leg was stout (she thought)

Her conscience condescending
Her consideration seldom used
Her portrait was a character
it changed from time to time

the honesty she offered
was equal to what she had
reality to her a building block
forgiveness a broken stone

was she want or need or beg
she was all of that and none
she was master of all she didn't know
and she hid from all she knew

her smiles warm and tender?
more like deposit on a loan
she chose her sport and chose her spot
in her world she defined you

naked once? you mighta thought
she never once removed her robe
insecurities? no doubts
this was her realm, she defined it
definition monochrome

was sad a part?
was definition even once defined?
you walk on ice on frozen waves
nothing changes except the shore

she had a name, I knew it once
now she has "she's self defined"
crocodile kisses, a Warden
a suicide request
she has her rights to dream

it's in my world, I met her there
into her world I went
through doors and doors and corridors
expectations, regrets forfeit!

will she grow?
will she?
will she rule till rules have failed?
no laughter, smirk, advice can touch
that woman. It's so sad...