Meghan Bradley Photography
Lather me with clover and brush my hair,
With my head in your lap.
Walk alongside me without turning back,
Paint me as pretty, as you know I am;
Coat me in your prayers like grains of sand.
Transform my curves into a delicacy, that only you know completely,
Intimately: Learn every inch of me.
The dirt road I once called home, my loudest thoughts
And softest moans;
Tears I’ve cried to clear gray clouds away,
Revealing quiescent stars behind my eyes.
Speak truth over lies, always hold me before saying goodbye;
Give me your shadow where I can hide,
Away from harsh rains when lighting strikes.
Know the scent of my cheeks and the freckles behind my knees,
Believe in the dreams I steep in heavily; Every night.
Help my eager wings take flight.
Romance the daisy’s rising from my sleeves, know the hymns I softly sing.
Who I think of when I feel alone, the fears lining my spine and;
Which preferred trees I nap underneath.
Watch me undress, putting my pearls away,
Never once leaving the gaze of white lace.
Wash me in sweet rosemary, so who I appear to be falls away entirely,
Unveiling all of my flaws effortlessly.
For only you to see –
Kiss my tired eyes until I fall asleep,
Tuck me in your chest, knowing there I find true rest.
Steady my trembling hands in yours;
And lead them into the woman I could become.
Unlocking the griffin caged within, climbing mountains that seem to always cave in.
Liberate the ocean growing readily in my veins,
Brake unforgiving chains with only a whisper of my name.
For you;
I promise to do the same – Until the crimson blood in me fades,
And my wrinkles run thinner than each brown hair turned gray.
My soul will stay the same for you, and my love permanent;
As ink on this page.
