She

She’ll tell you what
You want to hear
Just give her what
She wants

She’ll barter with you
Hold you near
To get the thing
She wants

She’ll let you hold
Her hips and steer
To own the thing
She wants

She wants to own
Your heart you see
She wants to make
It whole

For mending hearts
Is a poets game
Weaving yarns
And such

Words sink into ears
Wanting not acclaim
Wanting just a heart
My dear

Not to steal it
Not to break it
She’ll reason with
You fairly

With gentle hands
She’ll take it
Work all night and day
Just to heal the aching

Asking your opinion
Does it sit just right?
If not she’ll try
Another

Taking out her own

Handing it to you

Here take mine
Maybe it will
Fit better

I tried to mend
My own you see
Maybe you could help me?
Maybe we could share it?

It gets a little hot
Sometimes I hope
It doesn’t burn you

But it flutters
When you play with it
Sing to it
Write with it

I Hope that part
Will please you
I mean it; here
You take it
I don’t intend
To bruise you
I don’t intend
To tease you
I only want to
Please you

She

Rachael  Hope

Bridlington, United Kingdom

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