Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
Aug 2014
I'm sick of all these metaphors
and simile
that compare you to a delicate flower
a rose from concrete
beautiful find among the cracks of pavements
as a rose without thorn
because you are none of these
not some delicate little bird
fragile
hollow bones
to be gently touched
guarded and protected
from the cruel unforgiving world
A woman
the other half of man
the beacon of light that brings me home
the warmth of your body fights my frigid soul
your emotion to my reason
your logic to my rage
a flower is a decoration
and a bird a pet
a partner
an equal
woman
worthy of admiration
Written by
Aaron Bray  Day-Glow
(Day-Glow)   
Please log in to view and add comments on poems