A Written World

Do you remember the summer when you moved in I was on my porch and we were thirteen you wore your blue shirt and the summer breeze made a mess inside of me.

I still remember those nights under my bed sheet we made a castle with a flashlight, ditched the summer heat a D&D club of only two, yet it felt so complete ‘cause I thought you as my secret king.

But the summer brought the rain too soon water cooled off our heat before we could bloom few lightening flashed, a storm swept by we made it through but had no place to hide the world saw us and they didn’t like said if a prince’s with a king then we can’t comply and you looked so tired, I had my fright but then said looking into my eyes “I may look tired but I’m not terrified just stay with me and I’ll do the fight.”

That was the summer when I met my king scars all over, but never fled the battlefield so they cut us off, thought the cold could kill he just smiled and wrapped me all up in him.

Nine was your “late enough” hour and we made a deal but it only past seven and I met my fear A friend of mine screamed said, “Look, a creep’s out there” then I saw you turning on your heels Oh, I wished I could disappear when Johnny crooked a smile and snorted “isn’t that your dad right there?” I hope you heard the cackling chorus ‘cause that’s what served you fair.

Now tell me papa bear how’ll you fix the mess? You dare shrug a “but”; fine brace yourself for warfare!

I so hate you, I so hate you don’t make a puppy-face you know then I can’t scream at you You think you’ll win like this I’ve got more tactics; keep knocking on door, coo my name all night, I don’t care!

But I know I do care in the morning when I see your duvet by my door means you slept right here; a cold night on the floor I stepped into the kitchen with a knot in my chest I saw your sorry face and you made pancakes.

My world was hard, a heated concrete floor until you stepped in like rushed rainwater; the summer’s cure all voices seemed distant, the room felt empty a complete trance; yet I felt so lively.

I should have known better, the charmers moved fast watched you cross the room and sat with those pretty-face blunts a cold shower over my silly flushed skin with the rain long gone, the summer paved in.

“Nothing’s lost, you never dipped your toe”, a mantra for my miserable soul but then you shifted on your own accords threw a glance, a pause followed by a smile of thousand volts.

She wears a pink skirt and girly paints A weakness of her, I’m all against Those high heels clacking on marble floor Is there to make her wary and slow I’ve told her countless time just this same Stop this pretense of being weak and tame This world’s for men, we count ballsy moves Walk beside us; let your fears go loose.

Sure it’s my own room, but why am I on the floor

Head feels dizzy, mouth bloody, eyelids are heavy

Is this concussion, who knows, I’m not the doctor

I should ask Freddie, my love, my darling hubby

He knows it all; he’s got the key, if there is any

But why the drapes are down, door locked, my throat so sore

Oh my god, aren’t those my cloths on that floored body

I know loving me is a pain for you, the

Longing that transcends from few weeks to months, yet

Oblivious of the scars I leave on, you

Vision my ship rolled in with the shore upset.

Esme, my love, I know not when I’ll reach to

You, but trust me, whenever my eyes are set

Over the sea, they search for land where I can

They say it’s a gift but meant it like a duty,

Lord blessed will to the man and womb to the lady,

So all you can proffer is a child and pleasing beauty.

But on the way back from our Sunday church, mum said,

 “Only purpose of your life, my love, is to love and live freely.”

That’s why I love my mum, she always knows better

She smiled a world and said, “Life won’t be so easy,

Your time will come to find a man and be a little girly,

His face has wrinkled but not his smile,

standing under my front porch light,

wearing my shirt he borrowed

when he left our silent

town. Now look he’s back

asking, “shall we

redeem our

long-lost

Dressed in floral white and a radiant smile,

that is how she looked the last time I saw her;

holding on to her father, she walked down the aisle.

Dressed in floral white and a radiant smile,

she kissed her man and my heart stopped for a while;

that is how she left me and we ended forever.

Dressed in floral white and a radiant smile,

‘A girl keeps her head down’

Was a lesson she flushed out

When she marched cross the street

And knocked a bully’s tooth out

Because the good must win