I made a story-thing, but i don't know if it makes sense. It's supposed to be like the recipe for a boy? I have to fix some spelling errors aswell. just a poem/prose kind of thing, Here it is:

Recipe for Blood and Bones

1.

-1 cup of dust. From under your bed, in the darkest corners,
and what sits on the oh, so blinding lights. (to mold together the very bones)
-1/3 cup of red dye (for reality perpouses)
-a million tears

blend together until every mistake, every little flaw
is compleatly hidden. (They will surface later)

- gather 2 yards of sting (for blood to flow and to tie together each limb)

Take mixture, let harden, and harden, until everything is just sticks and stones.

Now You Have Your Frame.

2.

-take animal teeth, shine and carve until perfect pearls.
Stab them into his jaw, leave skin ontop to keep from the blood pouring.

- Lace water and air into perfect little speres.
Leave a spider in the middle, form the pupil. Put on face

-Carve tree bark into thin pieces, put on the end of each finger, each toe.

- Fold rose pedals (or any other material desired) into thin lines,
align with nose and eyes

- Create hair with dry grass and spider-webs

You Have Made The Eyes, The Teeth, The Lips, The Hair

3.

1 cup of atmosphere
mixed with desired amount of stars
sunsets
sun-rays
snowflakes.

Mix,
leave to sit.
Stay until pale,
do not leave unattended
(lonliness and hate will make its way)

Pour into the soul.

4.

Cut a paper heart,
write your name in big letters
(so he'll never forget, and you'll always be there.
so the ink sinks into the paper,
and you'll always be inside his heart)
put into body, before anyother name is written on.

5.

First;

run your index finger up his spine.
count the bumps, count the bruises,
count the cuts, map the vains.

Second;

kiss his bones.
Start with the colar bones,
his sholder blades,
the bones in each hand,
kiss his eyelids.

Third;

spill colour into his eyes,
capture
every colour of the rainbow,
and then,
tell him he's gorgeous.

Fourth;

give him the voice
to say whatever he pleases.
Teach him to be kind.
give him sugar and spice
and everything nice.
because that is NOT
what girls are made of.

Fifth;

Finished.
Let him love you,
handle with care.
you have made a boy to love.

(Caution:
Boy may leave,
boy may cry,
boy may cause bruises,
lies
etc,
girls with pencils may write
all over his mind,
but in the end you can always erase it.
and you will always be on his heart.

Boy's heart may shrivel.
Boy might break yours)