Retribution or Redemption

 

 

The sun hides from me with haste
I bow my head in disgrace
Knowing yet not
Just what I seek
Beneath the cloaking of the flesh 
My heart does grieve
And silence is my mourning song

I call out in a trembling rage
To the one my heart I gave
Now it seems all is lost
He won the prize and I the cost

Deep within a restless sleep
I dreamt my love did come for me
As he turned
With the heavy slowness only dreams achieve 
I turned my back and silenced my ears to his cries

My mind's misguided entertainment
False dream images or wishful thinking

Would I turn away if he could truly grieve me
Even though in my direst need he fled from me

Always quick to pull me near when his blood was running hot
And lift my chin to rain small kisses to my lips and cheeks and throat
Setting my hidden heart to pounding 
Curious and terrified of that newly discovered passion
But soon, his passions slaked, so easily he turns away
Leaving me, small, cold, terrified and trembling 
Seeking retribution or redemption. 

 

 

by Amanda Burns

 

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