you want that built in babythe girl that fawns all over you,
washes your clothes
and fixes your meals.
you want that built in vixen
to lead you to the bedroom
and shove you down on the sheets,
climb aboard and be the captain of you.
you want that built in little girl,
with her sweet smile
and coquettish eyes that beg you
to save her soul from the world.
you want that built in woman,
the one that navigates the sea
without a lighthouse, without a flare
and finds shore every time.
she doesn't live here
she doesn't exist here
she doesn't want to be
the craft of your hand.
Aleathia Drehmer 2008
Published by Gutter Eloquence 5/09