Feminine Intent (LIMIT TWO IMAGES PER DAY)

I exit as a messenger
Of the silent rooted presence

take me to the place where you go
where nobody knows

Love the madness of serving yourself…..

Many shades of grey that
Black and white has
Turned to ash and my
Words have run away… and in
All that time
Between…a
Different path?

your substance, your curves, your nuances, your eyes
as if for the first time

and i’m boiling,
dressed all in black like a crow or a widow,
wondering why i am where i am
instead of lying in your arms

Fight and fright are my
Enemy.
Sweaty palms and glazed
Eyes are the result. And me
Frozen; a deer caught by her
Subconscious, screaming
Stop.

She stands on her own
Precipice. To
Move forward is the
Possibility of death… But to
Go back is to
Decay…
“What to do?” is her
Lament.

Blissful ignorance is
Ok
‘till it bites you on your
Butt.
‘oh right then it’s
Personal and you take
Note…’

Here sits a wood and leather box
inside which lies a treasure.
I keep it there, for it’s not often needed.

Sink not into fear
Though all may cause you to tear
Sink not into shame
Though darkness claim
To be your blanket
Your comfort
Rise to the light
Rise to love
You have only one thing to fear
It is to not dazzle…

We would never be what we became
Had we not met each other edge to edge
Our spirits feeling in the darkness
His intensity and mine
And like Nimrod, the mighty hunter of Genesis
Who sought out his quarry …

I am ripped to
Shreds.
Bloodied, torn
Unrecognizable. My
Outside has gone.
Stripped clean.
Reborn. I
Arrive back to where I
Came from.
Anew.

Left to
Smolder on a heap. A
Bag of bones forgotten. Her
Heart torn out and
Thrown away… Her
Mind plundered so has fled in
Terror… And this
Corpse that was once

running
through my flesh
from the deepest inside
awakened urge
of
savage dedication

[ to You ]

I feel
it
in
every
particle
of
my
n-e-e-d.

[ irresistible taste of liquidized thoughts ]

impelled by erection
of y…

Cannot you
See that I am
Open to thee and that to
Abuse
Is to lower
Yourself to that of a
Gnat and to lose the
One goodness that you
Had…

you have p r i c e l e s s time
on your side

i have survived another day