lighthouse

She was a lighthouse,
for which she stood against the storm
begging mercy to the ocean
forgotten and left alone.

She was a windbreaker,
kept her warmth under freezing pain
then hung and dusty for summer bikini.

She,
exposed to promises and lies,
still stands against the norms,
still gives warmth behind frozen lips.

She was your father's mistress.


Mks, 25 agustus 2016