you search for a girl:
glossed lips, guileless smile
mellifluous manner
copper curls and curves
and clouded eyes
custom-built, created
for your consumption --
with this conceit
you come to claim me
half-shadowed and wholehearted
I stand languid and swallow
around smeared lipstick
demeaned obscene
bared teeth and burning blood
I defy you
despite all degradation
I deny you
and to my disbelief
you laugh like I'm joking
a sigh shimmies
down the breadth
of my breath
I try again
I am not that girl
you won't fit inside me
no matter how small
you shrink me
I will submit to nothing
©sweepingly
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