The Many and Varied Dimensions
The many and varied dimensions
though I wish I had one that fit
better than the others - it is the bane of existence
for the female of the species.
It is the fine line between prudence and porn,
sensual, sinful seductress and innocence.
You want it all, the virgin and the whore.
But what hat should I wear tonight, lover?
Am I the woman that makes you weak in the knees,
not aware of my own skills apparently?
Or that untouchable ethereal being?
Purified by time divided of your own will;
Two months from now,
will you call again?
Like a prism to your glass
collecting varied colors within my core, I gave you
the spectrum of my heart, warm with the sun's radiance,
I wish I could be more like you, the piece of glass in
of all your emotions, devoid, detached.. transparent.
shallow and singular..
to my many and varied dimensions.
