R.C Poems
 

Doll

I am not your doll
To be played with at your will
Sat upon the shelve
Occasionally dusted and fluffed
When company is coming
To see what pretty things
You are surrounded by

I am no longer your doll
To be remembered when you need bragging rights
Not your treasure to rape and rob
So others can be fascinated
By my beauty

Gilded Cage
Broken wings
No longer singing
Stop trying to pull my string
I will not speak as you wish
I am no longer your doll

Fiery
 

Warmed by your eternal heat
Desires float through the air
Whispering
Giggling
Becoming solid
As our bodies dance the timeless dance
Of many before us