Bury me in lilacsA Poem by lovelymarinait’s been too long…
I’ve dreamt of sucking on bright red cherries,
with bright red lips, and compelling green eyes. Enticing; seduced by the look and overt nature, under umbrellas on Devine, with blondes from the country club over the river. Looking at you, back at me, in a field on the west coast, intertwined eyes and flushing red cheeks, blush. I’ve dreamed of sulking in my femininity, of drowning in tainted bath water colored violet, of embracing the sweetness of being a woman. What it means to lie flat on a sofa, and softly touch yourself, with pretty pink nails, manicured to the tip. But the incentive has sadly disappeared; natural instincts have been put away. I’be watched peaches rot, primarily due to a decreased population in the fields, and stems become fragile and rotted brown- fall off; lose value, lose purpose. Blooming season is over. Being seductive is mainstream, my promiscuity no longer has affect bury me in lilacs. © 2022 lovelymarinaReviews
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