The Captivated Captor

I watch as you lay—
not bound by chains,
but by something I cannot name.
Your silence fills the room,
a rhythm I can’t ignore,

and I find myself
waiting for you to speak
in the quiet moments
where I’m no longer certain
who holds the key.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2025

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Beaufort Avatar
February 17, 2025 at 6:44 AM
Laura, this poem provokes much thought. I think you are onto something important. The doubt you create here suggests we all might do well to observe and wait when we are in intimate settings. Even a short question might help. You give me a lot to ponder and it will likely make me a better person. OMG, this is why I do get such a kick out of reading your work and that of others. There is so much insight to gain. It also (for reasons I don't completely understand) reinforces a sense of euphoria. I suppose it relates to the pleasure associated with communication of ideas. It's a thrill and a half! Smiles!
Breidenthal Avatar
February 24, 2025 at 6:48 PM
Your words..your thoughts...are always a thrill and a half to me.. you have a special place in my heart. Keep reveling in those euphoric moments, your special soul needs it<3 Laura
Bordner Avatar
February 6, 2025 at 9:40 AM
I've been listening to your eyes for what feels like eons, noticing how the rain cries unto your purposeful lips, excited as well by the sounds of your beautiful breaths in sunlight...J.A.B.
Breidenthal Avatar
February 11, 2025 at 11:17 AM
Justin.. your presence is so evident here.. either in the silence, or with your mesmerizing words that always arrest me — hope you’re well. <3
McBride  Avatar
February 5, 2025 at 9:14 AM
We know who holds the key that has released thee from captivity, sadly almost all in this world still goes against this Spirit of the Living God, it's a daily fight within, the best we can do is die daily to worldly views and traditions that we might be purified into the likeness of Christ, much love and prayers for you and family always <3
Breidenthal Avatar
February 5, 2025 at 11:30 AM
Thanks for the direction, Stephan, and the light. It’s need to me in this dark world. Your soul shines through to me too <3
McBride  Avatar
February 5, 2025 at 9:16 AM
I always enjoy your writing , for the desire and depth of your soul is felt , and a beacon of light for all
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