This is about girls who are, (present tense) amazing. I think the poem expresses what they are better than this introduction. This is also for every girl out there who reads this.
She is a doll
With ferrari lips, Beyonce hips
A thief’s grip
Romantic like Titanic
With two bodies dancing on the deck
She is a island, with golden sand
and a heart that pumped enough for two bodies
She is a grand mansion
with histories and secrets not known to man
She is a current who could drag you under
from your cover,
break your wrists,
so you can’t climb back, jump back
to the past you had before you met this woman in black
She is an angel cast down from heaven and placed next to god and
She is a copper rod attracting lightning bolts of love, and lust
This girl is an animal maternal and protective
This girl is a cannibal eating poets and artists, musicians and scientists
She is a goddess, baby of Hera and of Zeus and
She has hair that creates a golden noose around the neck of my heart
She is something fictional and yet still true, to reality.
She is you.
She is a doll
With ferrari lips, Beyonce hips
A thief’s grip
Romantic like Titanic
With two bodies dancing on the deck
She is a island, with golden sand
and a heart that pumped enough for two bodies
She is a grand mansion
with histories and secrets not known to man
She is a current who could drag you under
from your cover,
break your wrists,
so you can’t climb back, jump back
to the past you had before you met this woman in black
She is an angel cast down from heaven and placed next to god and
She is a copper rod attracting lightning bolts of love, and lust
This girl is an animal maternal and protective
This girl is a cannibal eating poets and artists, musicians and scientists
She is a goddess, baby of Hera and of Zeus and
She has hair that creates a golden noose around the neck of my heart
She is something fictional and yet still true, to reality.
She is you.
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