I see your golden gown,
forming second skin,
demanding,
enslavement to its master;
I see your bejeweled crown,
displaying majestic sheen,
commanding,
thousand eyes from your suitors;
But do I see you naked down,
draped only in sunshine,
acknowledging,
the modesty of your creator?
Jan 7, 2019
Jan 7, 2019 at 12:29 PM UTC
I see your golden gown,
forming second skin,
demanding,
enslavement to its master;
I see your bejeweled crown,
displaying majestic sheen,
commanding,
thousand eyes from your suitors;
But do I see you naked down,
draped only in sunshine,
acknowledging,
the modesty of your creator?