Poem -
I am not in your own image
I am not in your own image
neither black nor white
I am not in your shadow
neither of Sun nor moon
I am not in your shape
neither smooth nor sharp
But my body is a sea wave,
hold me if you can
and I become the roar between
your breasts and lips
I am your blade
to chop through the flesh
and then into your heart
I am your salt
to pour it on your wounds:
wounds of mind
I am your blood
to sip it while you sleep.
by
williamsji
ART BY ARTIST STACY, with thanks and courtesy
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Image Courtesy to ARTIST STACY, member of COSMOFUNNEL, Thanks dear Stacy for your kind permission
Regards
Williamsji
Dear Williamsji Maveli,
Thank you for promoting my art!
Regards,
Stacy A.
I hope, I could post more artistic works from your hands, which I could decorate on my verses, I give me all respect for you as an ARTIST OF BEAUTY
Regards & Love
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI
"I am your salt to pour it on your wounds."
Dear Cherie, You got "everything" from my above verse, Thanks for your understanding and " reading between my lines "
Regards & Love
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI