Unfurling her Hair

"It’s not only the blindfolded that walk in darkness"

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When I first saw her

she was walking blindly

searching for a voice

In the midst of the conversation

yet somehow seeking choice

Her place of separation and absolution

For now her presence unfolds

her arms are extended

To unfurl her hair

and with tales untold

her metamorphosis begins

And there is a whisper in the air

an amulet of hope

dispelling her despair

Planted deep my seeds

bring her life

Her smile now enriched

born from the talisman

embedded in her core

charged by my magic

The care in my heart

~

Now our naked hearts

speak as clothed tongues inscribe

my poetry on your skin

as we become one

The silhouette of my spirit

I willingly paint your form

with my swollen seed

I shall harvest and reap your joy

As loves melody spills forth

its beautiful flow

Published 1 year ago

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