Cupid Redemption
State of the puppets as one stands before your jury.
Eyes proclaiming damnation and fury. The puppetmasters of society pulling at the strings.
Commands gaining volume as your ears start to ring. Whispering false statements of who you must be.
So in fear of their glances I rejected being free.
Then stone hit stone in igniting friction.
A flame caused by the spark igniting acceptance addictions.
Two souls collide and break the illusion. The strings snap and gentle hands clasp through all confusion.
A soft voice speaks reminders of the child you used to be.
Urging your return to self allowing you to see.
The fear of bliss' initial kick gives fright enough to run.
But worlds collide as broken hearts begin to beat as one. A bond is formed by fate. Masks fall. Self doubt begins to flee.
This force of love revealing what only this man's eye can see. Staring past your blockages behind you used to hide. Setting free the inner child you slowly killed inside.
In visions clear I squeeze his hand. I found a place called home.
A warm sensation promising Ill never be alone.
A spark turns into bonfires. As two twin flames connect.
Intertwined acceptance merges rebuilding what is seen as two shipwrecks. But flaws go blinded selves revealed as true eyes pierce the veil.
A brighter ocean sun takes rise connected ships set sail.
They sail to lands laid far beyond and ride the tides that rise.
But no wave crossed is strong enough to lead to their demise.
They sail to freedom both as one forgetting what has passed.
The puppetmasters furied by the prisoners they lost
Copyright © Marinel Taljaard | Year Posted 2017
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