to be desired or to be pure.

Wide-eyed jezebel

Watched as her innocence

Dissolved into sea foam

On her now mellow and ripe body.

Seventeen candles, feigning damsel

There is a reason for everything you do.

It trembles, lonely legs,

prayers foreign to

This body starved for desire.

Lustful daughter, playful thing.

Carbon Venus, you mislead us.

Wide-eyed jezebel, don’t act surprised,

You put on an act we surmise. 

Strip yourself down

Through prayers and light,

and return back to foam.

note: hii, i'm sort of new to writing poetry, and i'd really like feedback on my poem. it's a poem about desire, innocence, and growing up, and it is very personal to me.

link1: https://www.reddit.com/r/OCPoetry/comments/1re8s5w/muses_tell_me/

link2: https://www.reddit.com/r/OCPoetry/comments/1rde2hl/leeches/