Thursday, July 24, 2014

All Good

Black fingernails and lipgloss
Rough hands with delicate fingers
Sometimes sticky with ribs
Sometimes powdery with eyeshadow
Stretch marks and knife cuts
Fist on a table and tears on the eyes
Unwavering faith while changing minds
Innocent affections, naive thoughts
Upright but with an undercurrent of fire
Sweetness-coated passion
All feminine to me.


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Greater Than Mine

I am the Phoenix
You are the Sun.
You seduce me
With your light,
Drawn closer
By your might;
Your stronger fire
Your brighter flare.
I turn my face
Lips ablaze.
But you embrace me
Have overcome me
And seared my wings.
You consumed my flames
Yet fed my fire
With a power
Greater than mine.
Now I am conquered
Calm, cradled
Enveloped in your core
Burning together.


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