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"Blind Man Turns"



Rest easy in my lull, Love

Love 
is not the gentle goodnight, Love

in the beguiling
silence of Lost Lovers' Woods

It is the war we 
all wager

reflections 
in each other

We run from it
We run to it

The Labyrinth
we all are

striding fresh 
through greener than green grass

roads we never thought
we’d journey

futures like bruises

bruises like roses blooming
bruises like sunsets fading

War torn
We All are

the softer, truth seeking and
the fallen, sharp metal shards

Love runs harder
than war
 
Love runs towards
you with its arrows

Bleeding slowly
Bleeding fast

Love 

Heads or 
Tails

Hearts 
saved

Heads 
rolling

Tongues
dry for a pass

wanting wet 
trysts for duelling 

tails short and long
tales to be read

to the dreams
that once in the past

were futures 
formed like a sprouting bean in the belly 

from 
Love

Falling free and hard
short lived butterflies 

wings transparent
veined in vanity 

are
the Brave

waiting for 
the burn 

Love

bleeds hot 
bleeds fast

Poets kissing soft warm bellies
whispering breath over sensual hearts

where the hot 
holy see parts

singing 
“this will last”

The Golden Grail
shining 

waiting 
for you

door
open

without 
chain mail

holds a heart
bled and worn

An offering on your short 
spare alter

never entirely yours 
but always mine

blind man turns
his heart ripe like an apple

open and 
star seeded 

Light Burns
waiting to be tasted

a swallowed soul
without feathers

born again


(LadyLabyrinth / 2020)

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