Girls Poem by claire finch

Will you raise me up, will you help me down?
Will you get me right out of this godforsaken town?
Will you make it all a little less cold?

Will you hold me sacred?
Will you hold me tight?
Can you colorize my life I'm so sick of black and white!
Can you make it all a little less old?

Will you make me some magic with your own two hands?
Can you build an emerald city with these grains of sand?
Can you give me something I can take home?

Will you cater to every fantasy I've got?
Will you hose me down with holy water, if I get too hot? Hot!
Will you take me places I've never known?

After awhile you'll forget everything.
It was a brief interlude
And a midsummer night's fling,
And you'll see that it's time to move on.

know the territory, I've been around,
It'll all turn to dust and will all fall down,
Sooner or later, you'll be screwing around