April Showers

Wet her lips against a throwing stone

Count the skips

Before it sunk

Feed her sunlight till she’s overgrown

Carve initials on the trunk

Kindness tying her shoes

Saw her wilting you will not refuse

Twisting someone else’s roots

So paint me a wardrobe

Hide me in the bedsheets

You are not a saviour

Calling her your baby

Look at our reflection

Skin sown on a fairy

Her Reactions tailored

Too small to feel safety

If you’ll allow her

To rinse in April showers

Tied her wrists together showing off

Untying using your teeth

Friction burns but you won’t say to stop

Third degree you're swallowing

Stay, still watching her grow

She’s not yours, not the seed that you’ve sown

So paint me a wardrobe

Hide me in the bedsheets

You are not a saviour

Calling her your baby

Look at our reflection

Skin sown on a fairy

Her Reactions tailored

Too small to feel safety

If you’ll allow her

To rinse in April showers

She’ll learn to drink by herself

Spoon fed all the help

And the sugar

I’m such a pushover

I see myself in you

I see myself In her too

So paint me a wardrobe

Hide me in the bedsheets

You are not a saviour

Calling her your baby

Look at our reflection

Skin sown on a fairy

Her Reactions tailored

Too small to feel safety

If you’ll allow her

To rinse in April showers

And come May

She’ll be okay