Sublimation - Left to be

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Religion and Spirituality  |  House: En Ulv Poety
A Poem written whilst travelling in Europe in 2015.

Submitted: February 01, 2016

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I will allow you to touch me
Softly
On my hand, perhaps,
Or, that of my cheek.

By Hesitant, alone
Untrusting
Suspect, of inclination; motives
Most frigid and aloof.

Grind me, ground in the now-here
Drag earthbound
Careless me, into a blank humanity,
The man of me, the men of you.

We turn together, place, need only single-sided
We
You
Abandon.

The Danger flows, afore my face
Not heard by you, by none
Left adrift, nightly through Hubris; biting the Sleet and the Storm.

I trust, to choose
Forepast; it is never easy,
I lay my conscience, my heart on the will of my Dark Aphrodite.

Take, you took my offering
You see, do you not?
The week, a calm Terror in the Blood.

Ease me, caress as you forgot, or neither care?
I am yours
And there are we.


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