Crystalline Statue
Crystal skin
Ruby blood
Diamond tears
Emerald eyes
Sapphire lips
Gold hair
Silver sundress
How pretty they look
Surrounded by sun
Glittering and shining
Sparkly and bright
Not an imperfection
Upon their pedestal
Perfectly crafted
Beautifully carved
But silent and unspoken
Speak
Just one word
Tell me all you know
But their lips weren’t made to talk
Their legs, not made to walk
Oh, how cruel you are
To rob me of my desires
Perfect in appearance
But I know not of anything else
I wonder
What my friend would think
How they would speak
How they would write
Aphrodite, please
Make them alive
So they may speak
And walk
And so I might love them for who they are