i aim to please
just tell me who to be
down on my knees
i can mold myself
into everything
u want
speak to me gently
& watch me melt
right thru u
soak
ure
soul
thru
with whoever u want
to see before u
bend me
fashion me
wear me
thinner
slimmer
quieter
tell me how
to shroud myself
into her
likeness
ure heart will never listen
to the curve of my hips
ure pulse will never soar
to the curl of my lips
even though
i twinkle
brighter
harder
hotter
farther
than any star
u've ever know
i've overgrown
this flower bed
& dread
the beaten path before me
afraid
if i blink
u'll be gone
so
i saunter
seduce
entrap
reduce myself
perhaps
to bear no fruit from ure tree
but
oh
to lie beneath ure shade
@ the stroke of midnite
when the magick fades
where I can
slowly

slip

into

myself

again