I do not read your poems
I have held it
Caressed its jagged smoothness
Embraced its subtle metaphor
Wept in its nuanced nudity
I have been held hostage
Imprisoned by strangers
Tortured by their words
Scalded by their souls – unsheathed
Escaped
The arduous and trivial
Riding the stoic stallion
Of poetic resonance
I have been enraptured by words
Flowing gently over pebbles
Cowered in the catharsis
Of a spirits rebirth
I have danced with you
Laughed with you
Healed with you
Cried with you
For I am a poet
I do not read your poems
I allow them
To read me
Copyright © John Lawless | Year Posted 2024
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