You are a doll with a beautiful girl

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You are a doll with a beautiful girl

You dangle from her fingers and you’re breathless

Buffeted by the folds of her white dress

That shimmers on her bones like snow

You are a doll with a beautiful girl

But you cannot love her

Because you are all rag cloth and stuffing and beads;

A shallow vessel, an in-between

But she holds you, all stitches and patches

In rough child’s arms, with rapid breath

And you’re tangled in locks of wind-played hair

Her child’s voice, pure and firm

Glows like sunset on the rooftops

Each word sears an image in you

Of white dresses and snow

Soon the lace will be torn and threading undone

But you’re held together by aching

When she looks at you,

Eyes dark and glistening, like rain

And says, “I’m right here,

Please be okay”

thinking

 

Very clumsy poetry today heh. I just felt like writing something on a whim so thanks for putting up with me 😉

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