White Lunar Dog/ Cosmic Turtle Moon of Presence, Day 16

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White Lunar Dog

 

My Spirit falls – shattered by

 Barricades more solid than

Mortared Brick could fuse –

Unwittingly I descend

Into the seventh Hell

Of lusty Phrases worn with Use

 

Divorced and desperate I came here

 To seek myself – observe and grow

Beyond the vapid Realm of Mediocrity

Cradled by sweet Reason my Soul

Reclaimed itself into a Structure girded

Well against satanic Mockery

 

You caressed my Body’s Curves and Spaces –

The trembling of my Womb

Held you closely dark and deep

In loving you my Spirit grew half-strong –

Giddy with Delight to reach

The Height of long-forgotten Dreams

 

But Night and you together

Blasphemed my sacred Peace –

The Wish to love became the Wish to please

Betrayed by shallow Light behind your Eyes

I lay shrouded in Deception

I stumbled then but I will rise again.

 

©Kleomichele Leeds