My girl.
You are in the midst
of goddesses
upon a pedestal.
Chiseled stone holds
you firm atop
it's foundation.
Yet, we mere mortals
must hold committed
to the hands of time.
We damaged each other.
My guilt, your guilt
keep me slavishly
tied to my goddess.
You are on a pedestal.
Oct 29, 2018
Oct 29, 2018 at 9:46 PM UTC
My girl.
You are in the midst
of goddesses
upon a pedestal.
Chiseled stone holds
you firm atop
it's foundation.
Yet, we mere mortals
must hold committed
to the hands of time.
We damaged each other.
My guilt, your guilt
keep me slavishly
tied to my goddess.
You are on a pedestal.
