Wednesday, November 3, 2010

shine

i hold the weight of my world
in my palm
my forehead
the one you placed three fingers upon today

i know you are afraid
it's okay
i understand

you tell me you have been scarred 
i nod and smile,
for you have not seen my bandages

reams and rolls lie
in the corners of my thought
i sweep them away like dust
right into the trash

i heal quickly

when you held me
i could feel your heart
beat
as that of a baby bird

i went to move away
you did not let go

raising one hand
as i spoke 
you swept away 
a solitary dangling lock
from my face

and i knew

you need not speak

you said that i were beautiful
and that women like me were rare

and i believe you

i know you
and you realize this
and you see me
as a child
basking in my guile nature

we are of the same raiment

maybe one day
you will open wide
as a morning glory sunrise
and allow me
to exorcise

the woman

that left welts
upon your shine



© Susan Marie 2008

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