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!!!!: Audacity

I've happily hopped fences
for glowing ghostly roses  
and their freezing dew's
kisses.
 
On chosen nights
I climb the gates,
step between wrought iron spikes
and sneak spirit-dances in the stillness of graves.
 
Undoubting, feeling nothing but alive,  
I have trespassed,
escaped
to devour nights with my love
and let the moon taste more of me.
 
Upon waking, I remembered my power.
I stopped to delight  
in the commonplace claws of daybreak.
Today I did not flee; I am
bleeding bright audacity.
 
I am standing and holding hands with fear.
We will walk together.
rowantree
Written by rowantree (Rowan E.)
Published | Edited 24th Dec 2020
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