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This Dancing Life – for Matthew

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This Dancing Life – For Matthew It is the devil’s Dancing season When Persephone Rises, spitting Pomegranate pips And Demons Track the Path of pips Leeching into This time Succubus’s stalk Scratching, sucking At scabs of memories Grown starving In the shadows Persephone, you Did not bring the spring You never do Each year, A resolution To endure. And so, we dance The devil and I We dance...

Sorry

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He leant across And kissed me It was a Narrow space Yet so far He said I’m sorry. I wished He hadn’t, Hadn’t said I’m sorry I was glad For the kiss It took me back He was in pain Mine, he didn’t see Mine wasn’t His to see I’d buried mine Behind the veils Within my heart Yet with That kiss, he Tore the veil Reminding me Of other days Infused and tinged With wisps of hope He said I’m sorry I knew...

This Season

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This season With nonchalant Disregard for Summer’s pleasure Stalks once more Across the Floor boards Of my soul New year’s passing Barely cold The old returns With strident Insistence, suffocating Intention and Slicing scars With precision Once more In summer’s heat I wait the Thawing of Hoary fingered Icicles clutching Ventricles of A wounded heart I shut My eyes In case the River Styx Should...

Submissive’s Prayer No 2

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Obedience was not Enough for you. In an Orwellian fantasy You demanded Suffering too. Suffering to Bend my will As on bended Knees, I wait In silence As if the trinity Of obedience Suffering and silence Would a saintly Submissive, make me Sunday’s of singing Sermons of damnation Sex today traded For future Salvation Instead, I’ll Take the sex I may not be Submissive, or Saintly But I prefer The...

Submissive’s Prayer – No 1

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I kneel I wait Forgive me Father I speak Master You called My name I wait To serve I wait Your blessing The hardness Of ecstasy To release La petite mort Of oblivion Union enjoined With you Complete I seek salvation Father, Master I wait Your release I wait, Waiting In silent Empty Stillness Forgiveness Denied, Service ignored Speech unheard Ecstasy frustrated Was it me? Was it you? Silence...

The Intimate Stranger

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I ask you How you are. But don’t Answer me I don’t want The burden Of knowing It’s not that I’m callous, I Just don’t care Gift me The intimacy Of your body Let me Explore its Geography By senses Touch and smell Don’t talk Don’t tell Words, weigh Me down Flagellating me Flaccid with Their sound Be quiet Let me rise Hard and proud And plough your Spaces in silence Spent, let me Hold you In the...

Mysteries No 4

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Light I wake Watching Leaves caressed Shimmer A rustling Waterfall of Green and gold As sunlight Not yet hardened Into ferocity Weaves its way Through them If the Unknown Is light, I hope They are, of   The morning light A caressing light That laces Its way Around me Weaving its Presence, in The shadows Of my life I have Grown tired Of men’s Ferocities Their heat Claiming the light To hide...

Mysteries No 3

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Love Love is patient So, Paul says I think he got It wrong It is us, who Must learn To wait, to Patient be Instead, anxious Aggrieved Agitated We doubt Convinced We are wrong, That love has Passed us by Yet love Is by our side Silent In its embrace We want The love We are convinced We want Yet love Gives us The love We need We need the Patience, to wait To see, the Love, we need. Patience to...

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