Blank Canvas

Deep down,
I know the fantasies 
mean nothing
you are not real,
on this blank canvas I have
painted you
with the brightest colours,
signifying all the 
hope and love in the
these false projections
I have attached
mean nothing, 
it leaves me empty,
desperate for a love
I crave.

With or without him

beautiful woman,
why are you
your sense of worth,
love for oneself
is at the hands of a
man’s gaze,
a man’s approval,
a man’s admiration?