Legends

Not poetic or brave

Just some left over seconds

To a burnt and black soufflé

That could have been phenomenal

Truly astronomical

But the real darkness is in not from the night sky

But the shadows in my eyes 

My legend started out shattered on a crumpled paper

"I think it's your thighs. Have you ever tired losing weight? Maybe then you could get a guy? Or be lucky enough to see past them"

How dare anyone look past my thighs and screw any guy who does 

I will only ever consider dating someone who looks at me and says "oh shit

"The heavens have rained down and are cursing my eyes with a pure angle

Truly phenomenal truly astronomical

Now that is a girl who's thighs are thunder 

Who's rib cage is a stairwell

Who's fingers are hunters 

That is a girl who goes no where near legends because she makes them

The darkness in the sky only comes when she cries 

Her blood is used to baptize

And don't even get me started on her sweet sweet soufflé

Every movement is a ballet

Every word a song 

Because she is Aphrodite 

And excuse me if I'm hastily

I have a legend to go write down