I.

My power
comes from the softness
& fear inside

Seeker of aloneness
understands a beauty missed
by the world

Dogs chasing their tales
in the marketplace

(make no mistake Angel
you are
The One)

II.

We cannot hide
from time beloved
destiny will consume us

Safer in the distance
lick our wounds in
comfort

(salted cuts
sugared tongues)

What we have created
is too beautiful to be
undone

III.

You forget that
it was you
who asked for this
poetry

Wanted me to charm your
soul
into magic

(shimmy out of the
old skin)

your spirit knows the dance


IV.

If we stopped
being afraid to
recieve what....

Let's start again...
If we stopped being afraid
to pray for what we
really...

(or maybe,
if we stopped stopping
& stopped praying &
stopped believing
and stopped wanting....)

we are a new
beauty created by now
standing before the sacred
mirror