Resemblance

Universe. Observing you. Showing you signs on every step you take. Wanting you to follow your path it designed for you. But never really telling what it is you must do. Universe. It must be a woman. .

Shell of a woman

She’s nectar and a poisonous vector. She loves to kill; she kills for love. She’s offended by charming people. She’s a devil in the shell of a woman. She sees people naked for what they truly are. She wants naked, wounded souls in her arms. Touch of her tongue is like thousand tiny needles. She’s…

You pollute her pollen

Your bigoted stare upon her skin Etiolate the shine of her nail-paint, The glitter of her eyes is often chained In your conceited masculinity,   The pollen of her perfume Is afraid to float free in the breeze, Her vivacious laugher is bolted down, And her soul is in deep-freeze,   The whistle of your…