memories of you are like pricks of a needle

[sassydame]

insolent child
bite your tongue
i will not govern it for you

do not speak your thoughts
unless asked for
you are a child
a blessing yes
but still an unblemished mind

full of contradiction
chock with doubt
you cannot rule this vivacious heart

you cannot trap this marooning
beating
open
soul

bite your tongue child
bite your tongue