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the sacred pool of emotion
stirring the waters of thought
I stir slowly so I don't wash any away
first passion emerges
showing her face in the ripples
she wants to talk to me
about something of importance
she says I've been starving my inner woman
not allowing her any minxy play
my stomach growls with her hunger to be entertained
her ferocity needs to be fed and tended
she being a great part of who I really am
then melancholy floats to the surface
she comes forth when passion is lonely
leaving her pain stained thoughts everywhere
there's no getting around her messy feelings
finally anger shows up
he's not playing
passion is his mistress
and melancholy is in the way
he wants to throw passion down
and ravage her body
but Raven's bad self image
is painfully always around
it's ever present
it blocks the freeing of emotion
because even in dreams
she sees herself as ugly
with this lousy self image
she throws a boulder in the pond
causing a tidal wave
then sadly every other thought
is washed away
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