Tyrannical, my father’s reign; the ensuing understanding of relationship dynamics twisted. Violence and threats peppered with “I love you”, as if one was synonymous with
A mother’s heart is the sun – the rays of her love, the beams upon which a child learns the skills necessary to navigate life’s
Frozen surfaces linger, defy offered warmth – heart afraid to thaw. (For Reena’s Exploration challenge #84)
Balanced sustenance – a recipe I seek, but my mate is needy, treasures extremes, pulls, tugs – despite the resistance, the doubt, I will succeed.
Broken, we embrace – you slowly hole away, explore a laughing woman, lie with her of like poetry When you awake my self is clouds
Gentlest morning, and I touch this quiet smile, lightly, trust joy, us… Sister shares a sad word, where he enjoyed her honour over me –