i am not your pretty petty toy
fleshed light for living by
a place to warm your hands when chilled by haunts i’ll never know
i am not your fancy
i am not the path or your pleasure, destination
latest flavor, a taste to test
i am
hardly your healer yet you’ll take me in doses
won’t you
you give little in return
we are sunlit clouds, and heart, we are ancient-coded glory
surpassing intellect and truths inherited
we are simple, a body blessed by soul and no different from you
nothing
and
all
art by artserge at deviant art.
