
you undressed me slowly
quietly and softly
peelin’ off all layers of my psyche
like the pages of the oldest book
turn yellow with fear
bein’ exposed too soon
before all magic has a rare chance
of bein’ unleashed;
I didn’t feel comfortable at first
but later, when all the fireworks stopped
I thought you were the only one
who had the green light to enter
this comfort zone hidden within me;
so delicately be there with you
with your soul, but you couldn’t know
clearly
that by talkin’ to me
your words will have a profound effect
stampin’ my experience
with you at the helm
this is the only time you have permission
and I feel comfortable with it
knowin’
that you are the carpet knight of my queendom
pickin’ up the gauntlet
to fight for your mistress
when everyone else
they dared to show
only wanton cruelty screamin’
from their mouths
and scammin’ my soul with their insultin’ words
if not directly, then inconspicuously
always aimin’ at
agitation of convenances
at the most unfavourable times
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August 2022
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About the Creator
Moon Desert
UK-based
BA in Cultural Studies
Crime Fiction: Love
Poetry: Friend
Psychology: Salvation
Where the wild roses grow full of words...
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Comments (1)
Stunning words, I really felt this.