Spilt like milk
It’s already done
So, Sculpture me
I’m listening surrendered
I waited for this moment A time called Destiny
I poured more words into YOUR EARS
hoping you could hear my heartbeat
wanting someone to to listen
Not only hear me
Comfort me in the warmness of security
Capture me until there’s no more worry
Save me until fear releases me
Watch my feet paint this floor beneath me; with beauty human eyes have never seen.
Dance with Papa
Dance with me
Shake my insecurity
while chains break
I’ll praise you because it’s you who set the captivity of my heart free
I am Free
I am RELEASED
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I love the beginning of this poem. Split like milk…. Sculpture me… I feel like I’m hearing from someone who is not sure of themself and is wanting someone to mold them. Put them in place. Whenever you are presenting this kind of imagery that’s how you know you’re doing a good job.
Thank You!! milkaylamoss , I really appreciate the feedback