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Sensual free verse willed to invoke form over desire.

Armor Me

Dionne Charlet
1 min readJun 25, 2020
Female torso clad in gray Victorian day coat on a gilded sparkly gold background overlaid in golden engineering plans.
Bazaart background and stickers edited to a collage by Dionne Charlet.

Mold me a helm of platinum.
Plate my neck in ornate roses

and arc both breasts in tongues of steel.
Spill an hourglass of silver sheets

to silhouette each torso curve.
Sculpt iron vines over each hip.

Caress my keep in chastened press;
form gold like liquid down my legs.

Engrave a crest of two joined doves
upon my hexagonal shield.

String leather sheathes with your dark hair.
Equip a morning star with spires

that mock the dullness at your rest,
yet forge my sword of diamond strength

formidable as your excited state.

Look on me where I stand armored.
Embrace away my fancied suit.

Please…
lay me down, Love,

gently, Love,
and place a flower in my hair.

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Dionne Charlet
Dionne Charlet

Written by Dionne Charlet

Contemporary poet. Dysautonomia may ravage my mind and body, but no illness can mute my ear for words. Imagery is my Kung Fu. Thank you for reading! #SheWrote

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