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passion play in the garden
my soul ache with the understanding I hurt you
with my frustration strike cutting marrow from bone
I recoil from the venom I slur
as it entered my heart for we are one
I look at you and judge in ignorance
you overlook my flaws taking me to your breast and gave me succor
allowing me to shelter within you
so intimate a feeling I'm sorry
once a thought formed it burn with half truths
it isn't so but you see your reflection in its marred terrain
and look away in shame
you are the darkness that spoke the light into being
you longed for companionship, a man of visions
you saw her your counterpart in you mind's eye
knowing it would be many eons before she could relate to you
with patience and longsuffering your strove with her
allowing her to become aware at her own pace
flavoring her soul with honesty, grace and beauty
she is the woman you longed for but something was missing
she was one dimensional
she lacked a challenge behind the eyes
a seductive warrior who would raise your ardor with her intelligence
so you injected her with some of your darkness
after eons she is becoming your fantasy realized
in the flesh Sorrow awaits you on her own accord
praying you will see her truly
as a woman of value
both the flower and the snake in your garden dream
titillating your greed
until you must have her
and you take her
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