The Goddess (Part two of two)

Let me hold on to you

Your hands

And eyes

Perfect in their pain

The coldness of them all

I keep crying

Wishing I could never feel

This heart or heat

Give me the hands made of bone!

Meant to crush and lie

Beat down the Earth

Give me those eyes!

Perfect in their soulessness

Intense and depth

I want all others to-

Sink

Into them

Blacked out Waters

Let them not come here

Let me be what they fear

Let me be my monster

Perfect in my lack of humanity

Can you give me that?