Shapely Wisp

a poem

I can shape you into a wisp

And twist you around like the lint in my pocket

From your high cheek bones

To your mole brown hair; every silken locket

And do what I want

 

I can shine your bronze to sparkle

And once I turn the key that unlocks your cistern? Watch it

Bubble forth for however long it takes

Till the silence comes or we opt to change the topic

And then do what we want

Reviews

[Neva Flores Smith - Cha..]

You are at my mercy and I am able to twist you around my little finger. I can make you shine and unlock your very soul bringing about a glorious silence, or a sudden change in plans. Well written