Beautiful

I wanted to be a gypsy
Wild, ravened roses
And bells of cinnamon
In my hair
A satchel of stardust
Bouncing from my hip

I Wanted to be round
Botticelli, ethereal
Grace
And long and delicate
Pixie, lithe

I wanted to be soft
Smoke, crawling
Like an ivory snake
Spreading in waves
Across the earth
I wanted to be wanted

I wanted to be a woman
Unraveling
The intricate
Most labyrinthine
Threads of my fabric
To expose
My most beautiful
Most secret self
I wanted to be discovered

I wanted to be seen