Watching others
Talking and laughing
As finger intertwine each other
Until they hurt me;
Here- in this moment
An unseen bloodied battlefield
Tearing at me visually, invisibly
Oh! how I feel you reining
Inside my cloaked insecurity
I’m blind and feeling so tiny
My tears- slowly fall
Blood drops of my hurt soul
Telling a story of their own
Truths of born fools
For those foolish enough
To dare a loves, cruel loss
Like I do- in shadows of you
Where all my defenses are stripped
If only- you’d take me
From these chaotic moments
In your missed mystical ways
Back to a life of our love
We both know in reality
I’m never going to change
Not my nature or my motive
When I follow where my heart leads
They’re simply untamable
By anyone, that’s not going to be, you
I belong only in the midst
Where acceptance found me at my best
Unashamedly au naturel
Beneath a singing moon
Slipped neatly in-between
Folds of your hearts rhythmic beat’s
Embraced; moments of silent comfort
Of your gentle breathes and…loving arms
Poet of the Light © 2019
Doggone, it is so good to have you back on here. Excellent poem!
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Most kind of you to say that my friend. Thank you.
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Lovely ..
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Thank you much.
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Your so welcome!
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It hurts like the dickens when those you love want, nay, demand you to change who you are for one reason or another. Doesn’t matter if such change is beneficial to all, it’s awash in rejection and feeling not good enough. That’s hard enough to deal with. Well, that’s what I picked up from this..and boy O’boy does it say a lot about me. lol
Great write. Ya made me think.
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Thank you, and thinking is oft a good thing so long as it’s not that over-thinking kind of thing. If change is required to be accepted, I’ve found- the acceptance never lived up to the change I gifted.
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