Cuddle for carnal warmth
Entwine your legs in mine
Your roots weaving
In and out
Of my soft earth
Growing together
Of the fleeting fantasy of a misfit girl
In a cookie cutter limelight
Where everyone sees the same works
But hears nothing truthful
Over the clamor of the creation
Of the shaped forced reality
A sickening falsehood
A jaded perception
Makes an impression
On her skin
Hardened from blows