may come back and edit, i believe it needs polishing
dedicated to this lovely friend @lJojol for your support!
the definition of dating
neighborhood boys
used to play dolls and house
with her but now
they want to play a different
game with her
one that involves blood and
bone and skin and touch
girl, loves a boy and
miracles above miracles
he loves her back
but she soon realizes
he loves not because
of who she is
but how she looks
and the way he greedily stares
at her makes her think
she is nothing but a body
to warm the night
i don't need boys to define me
as my worth
she listens and watches
as the people around her
seem to become hungry animals
taken over by some wild
spirits with wild appetites
that left her behind
and she wonders why spirits
shied away from this invisible
girl with only a pretty face
and a "hot" body
i will not be objectified
she wonders why she
doesn't want to be touched
why she doesn't enjoy
the things her friends
enjoy wonders why the taste
of another person's
lips on hers seem so putrid
why is it her definition
of dating not encompass
anyone else's
they say she has no heart
no heart to love
what is a love scene
without kissing,
without closed doors
and closed shutters
and turned off lights?

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watercolor thoughts [completed]
Poetrypoetry by a painter who now paints her art in words "we tread too loudly, too violently on our earth. we smear our dark, ugly night all over the canvas and call it art." #80 in poetry [12/22/16] | © 2016 lookforthatlight