Making of You

Making of You

A Poem by ChinAllen

When they made you,
These creatures of divinity
Loathsome of themselves
Caressing the stars,

They made you in a way
Of perfection.

Nymphs swim in the sea,
Reflecting the love of
Day and night,
That falls from your head,
Sweeping across the hills
Of your chest.

They plucked stars among the galaxies,
Dust among the nebulae,
So that I can watch the universe
Tumble in your eyes.
The purples and blues.

Your lips were drawn
In the passions of the earth.
Where the damned are eternal
And the divine long for your touch.
But only I can taste you fire.

The hurricane was tamed
And bottled in your lungs,
I've tasted the salt and the chaos.

When these creatures made you
Whole, they bathed you in moonlight,
Paling your skin and freckling your nose.
They wept at your beauty,
These horrid creatures.

They envied your grace.
But I am selfish, for you were made
For me.

© 2015 ChinAllen

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Added on November 24, 2015
Last Updated on November 24, 2015




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