Loose

I’m just a princess. I still believe in fairytales. 

I’m just a princess. I wear a helmet, I hold a gun, but still, I’m just a girl.

I’m just a princess. I smoke, I drink wine, I laugh and cry. I’m a princess after all.

I wear jeans, a leather jacket and high-heeled boots. I talk loud but if you come closer, my voice is soft and smooth. I feel fierce, I feel strong, I am adventurous. All lies. I lie. 

Come closer, lie next to me. That’s all I need and then gravity will do its work. Then I’ll surrender to gravity. My body will surrender to the attraction to earth, to the attraction to you. I am attracted to you. Do not distract me, do not distract yourself from your attraction to me. Let it be. Let gravity, attraction, allure be. Let them be. Let you be. Let me be.

I’m just a girl. Just let us be. Please.