woman of rock / by Dahlia Dandashi

I am avid for your distance, 

As I only wish to drown in your lengths. 

It makes me the strong pillar I am, 

A woman of rock and cement. 

 

I know you do not need my legs to carry you. 

 

But If you allow me, 

I will give you myself in regiments, 

Arms and legs in the first battalion, 

Soul and eyes thereafter. 

 

And if you do not,

I will charge on, 

My thick tusks to lead the way.