Hobbit Blue Eyes

Don’t tell me that.
You view me with your hobbit blue eyes,
Smiling with your chipper grin,
Thinking all the while that you are mine
And I am yours.

Mon hobbit I called you,
But you are as much my hobbit
As I am your elf,
For neither are real
That I can tell.

Don’t tell me that.
I don’t want to hear those 
Three simple words.
It is more than I can bear.
For the fairy tale is no longer
 real.



Alone

Here I stand
Alone again
Or so it seems

I am afraid to stand
Not alone,
But with someone to hold near.
I’ve become too attached
And I fear I cannot let go.

I’m supposed to live life alone.
Hasn’t anyone told you that?



I am “The Man”

I am the man,
As though that is what I’ve chosen to be.
I’m taller
	Stronger
		And hold the most mass.
But don’t believe all that crass.
I am woman somewhere inside.
It is in the will of others that it hides.
Will you be the one to find me?
Or am I never to be found?




Tier to the Innocent

I am the innocent, 
See me stand unaware.
Watch as I stop
And ebb the beatings you cause without care.
Don’t you see she’s pregnant?

I am the innocent,
Watch as I sit unaware.
I rest quietly in the house
Clean and quiet.
What do you want from me?

I am the innocent,
And I am fully aware.
With the night as your cover,
You come to take me
You coward with your men.
You come to take me, rape me, 
Burn me.
What have I done to deserve this?



Perfection

Crystalline tears fall
	Perfectly
From the pedestaled angel.
	Ethereal green eyes
Planted primly among cherry brown tresses.
	A perfect auburn lie.

	Everything an illusion.
Her perfect prim posture
	Crushed in expectation
Upon the pointed pencil pedestal.
	No one knows.

	With veiled eyes
The men stare onward.
	They don’t know
The subdued pain behind emerald eyes.
	Perfection in its essence.

They don’t see the quietly hidden tormented nights
	Only bright days.
Their ears are muffled, deaf
	Against the fervent whispers in the night.
They don’t see the mournful face 
	Of the angel betrayed.
They’re blinded in lies,
	Perfection at its best.