Now,
That you have made love to me,
Why do you withdraw?
My light in this sea of darkness,
That which flows around me
And that which flows within,
Why do you speak of endings
When this is our beginning?
Why do you issue warnings,
Add addendums to explain
That which is you?
You and I need no excuses,
No apologies,
No confessions.
Do you not know
There are no souls
Recognizable,
Standing on their own,
That are not damaged
In some shape or form
Or spirit
--not if there is something worth having
Within them?
When you speak to me
Of disappointment,
Of pain,
Of rejection,
Of denial,
Of what has shattered inside of you,
Can you not see your reflection in my eyes?
Do you not recognize your self
In my movements,
Feel you on my skin?
Let us gather all that we are,
All that we have left.
Disregard the refuse,
Of what was lost in battle.
Let us bury embarrassment.
Let us bury shame.
With you and I
There are no weaknesses to hide.
Let me mend your frayed edges
As your touch has mended mine,
Seal your cracks with my own tears,
Heal you with the sound of my laughter.
Let us become two-fold.
Let us define strength
Naked
Before each other,
Let us stand,
No need for cloak
Or cover
Or mask
Or other name.
We shall present ourselves
Anew,
That which simply is.
I offer what I am to you.
You offer what you are to me,
Without poetic gestures
Or words that must be read.
Feel the weight of my heart
In the palm of your hand.
Gift me with yours.
Take this chance.
**********
©AvrgBlkGrl, 2015. No part of this material may be reproduced or transmitted in any form or by any means, mechanical, electronic, or used in any other fashion without the express prior written permission of the owner. This manuscript is specifically written for Lush Stories.
That you have made love to me,
Why do you withdraw?
My light in this sea of darkness,
That which flows around me
And that which flows within,
Why do you speak of endings
When this is our beginning?
Why do you issue warnings,
Add addendums to explain
That which is you?
You and I need no excuses,
No apologies,
No confessions.
Do you not know
There are no souls
Recognizable,
Standing on their own,
That are not damaged
In some shape or form
Or spirit
--not if there is something worth having
Within them?
When you speak to me
Of disappointment,
Of pain,
Of rejection,
Of denial,
Of what has shattered inside of you,
Can you not see your reflection in my eyes?
Do you not recognize your self
In my movements,
Feel you on my skin?
Let us gather all that we are,
All that we have left.
Disregard the refuse,
Of what was lost in battle.
Let us bury embarrassment.
Let us bury shame.
With you and I
There are no weaknesses to hide.
Let me mend your frayed edges
As your touch has mended mine,
Seal your cracks with my own tears,
Heal you with the sound of my laughter.
Let us become two-fold.
Let us define strength
Naked
Before each other,
Let us stand,
No need for cloak
Or cover
Or mask
Or other name.
We shall present ourselves
Anew,
That which simply is.
I offer what I am to you.
You offer what you are to me,
Without poetic gestures
Or words that must be read.
Feel the weight of my heart
In the palm of your hand.
Gift me with yours.
Take this chance.
**********
©AvrgBlkGrl, 2015. No part of this material may be reproduced or transmitted in any form or by any means, mechanical, electronic, or used in any other fashion without the express prior written permission of the owner. This manuscript is specifically written for Lush Stories.
