Sculpture

A poem about women.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Sculpture

Rounded, molded

Sculpted by God’s hands

Not made for the benefit

Of the hands of every man

 

You can look

But touches

Are not allowed

 

For I’m a treasure gem

Not a bruised piece of fruit

 

 

 

Reviews

[Norma M Sutton]

Interesting

[Wondering Mind]

I won't leave any fruity comment since this feels very deliberate.
Nicely penned.
" why did Ed Hart say they were peaches?" thinking to my self.

[Chouazza]

Nice, "bruised piece of fruit" is very powerful.

[Alicia Schroeder]

Very powerful peice of writting

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the power of self...like it..empowering

[Liza]

love it
look but don't touch

[Tomi]

oh,.. this lovely... every lady should like this.