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 my Self – observe and grow
Beyond a 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
again will rise.
©Kleomichele Leeds
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