Tuesday, April 16, 2013

You've broken
this cage of rib and spine
where I'd placed my heart
To take refuge in.


You made appear
an angel dear
to liberate 

undo the rein
I had worn 

for so long
that now I fear 
I'm exposed ever
more and more 
to barbaric thrusts
of barbs and darts
That cupid 

will hurl 
my vulnerable way.

How do You 
then propose 
I take these 

on myself
chin up with brace and steel?
Or shall 

duck, demure lie low
Or may be 
melt to mellow
in fluid form -
where it'll 
be easy
to absorb 
pain and pleasure 

will disperse alike
with ease no distress.

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