G for goddess

I am sculpting a figurine

For you, with my graffiti,

Each day I take a piece of you

Unaware. From your breath

All poetic inspiration, a sky

Forehead, plucked flowers,

Hair, sunnies, moon shaped,

I’d take care on your dark eyes:

They must be perfect: dewdrops,

Patterns of moons and waves,

Your golden form, strong,

Slim, elongated as a ray of sun.

Lips of cruelty, lend a mythical

Twist, a branch earthward:

Your statue on the internet:

A mother goddess

Perhaps the androids in 20, 000 Years, will find you, in AI caves, The dark web: you’ll show them a Time of Love and Beauty.