Set Me on FireA Poem by Erin LeeYou can try to change a person. You can try to tell them what's best for them. But you cannot control their dreams.Set Me on Fire by Erin L George
Dress me up in virgin white and I'll be that for you nodding to your each request my brain bobbing like a boey out to sea.
Move me to the city life and I'll do that for you dreaming every night (and not letting you know) of meadows.
Bring me to the gate of hell and I'll walk on heated coals melting my daisy tattoo pretty for the shower (and you).
Mold my heart to beat with yours and I'll play your silly tune repeating your scripted melody lip sinking Milli Vanilli city dude.
But
I'll set fire to my virgin dress and put it out with the sea leaving bits of moldy ashes and distant memories (more for me).
I'll run away to country land where dreams are made of grass and sit beneath the willow trees tight in their embrace (they heard my dreams).
I'll pray to angels to pull me up where I will wash my feet and soak them in a tub of roses and forget-me-nots (wild).
I'll sing while I mold my clay, my bowl is made of dirt lip smackin' Mother Nature winking back at stars -
(my spirit shall be free).
Try me. © 2010 Erin Lee |
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