Weighted sacrifice
I am seducing you through fears and abandonment
Playing hidden under-sleeve card hands in a delicately mastered game
Queen of Hearts 
fatal drippings of  slow medieval bloodlettings,
We are dead long before the lacerations reveal
 an absence of poison we were sure created unworthy
 Lifeless our pain lines streets indisputably free the disease of contempt 
We are forfeit
Bearing souls while holding familiar infliction
Clenching just enough
Enough  self-induced disdain for the “unprincipled” opportunist
We are blurred by benefit
drunk with sour tasting submission.
I mean what else can you do… but pity me with love?
And the tiny voice whispers
Stop
 Wait
  Come 
Dance between flames unconditional
Where hints of light show brown flickers in your eyes 
In your eyes… 
Where I see all of me
Us eternally twined balancing laughter to tear
Come
 Here
  WITH Me
 Enter pathways laced in warm
Where sweet chocolate fudge melts in truth teller palates wet with anticipation…speaking forgiveness 
And we play... 
Fusing intricate our puzzles 
and like childhood connect the dots, glide pencils easy  along a page 
1…2 to 3…4 to 5…
an exquisite butterfly breathing life into blank space 
We are convolute  
Shedding super-shero’s capes soaked red in oppressor blood
Healing through naked creation
 We be FREE now
We be new 
 
And the tiny voice whispers
Know
 Me
  Engage
        We
In safe… In home
Thursday, October 26, 2006
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