She stood so softly, she stood,
arms wrapped around angular
Bird shuttering eyes whipping
Curled back into the confines of cushions deep,
icy dewdrop of tears
shadow the mask of all shadowing.
It is hard to reach her,
anger scored deep into her bones –
until I am yours.
Always delineating an
no protective arms
swept this sinner from harm.
But the damage is not permanent,
it is time to be reached,
it is time to celebrate acceptance.
Flesh of my flesh
sensuous serenity lingers
until the punishment room beckons again.
But, this is not that.
She wakefully cries stolen tears –
These are not superficial wars.
Crumbling was bought in the academy of disdain
Before her heart began wanting –
whenever that was.