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Spirit

Touch me with your steadfast hand
Hold me with your grace
Rock me in your love
Let me suck at your significant breasts
Wash me in your sweet nectar of bliss

Why do you push me away?
This pain this absent its torture
Do you not love me?
Do you not care?
Is the deficiency of love on purpose?
But why, why do you hurt me?
What have I done to merit this abuse?

You are here with me then you are gone
Ever present and elusive
Full of love then hate
Good then frightening
You see love blooming in me
Then you snatch it away
Even now with all of this confusion
I am still your devotee

Written by Imagining

(Glynis)

Published 19th May 2012

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Re: Spirit

Anonymous

19th May 2012 10:23pm

Ahh, knowing what to be a devotee to is hard-be a devotee to you and then go in love..very nice poetry-and a sweet , sad read. Thank's and Peace, Miki

Imagining (Glynis)

- Edited 21st May 2012 9:24pm

21st May 2012 9:23pm

Its the spirit that resides within me that I'm devoted too, sad, maybe, but its me. I'm not always happy nor always sad,but its what leads and guides me. So, I will go in Love which you offer which also resides in me, thank you.

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Re: Spirit

Grace (IDryad)

30th May 2012 00:29am

Love is such a fickle thing, eh. You want to hold on but it slips away at times. Love lives on in us, for whatever good it brings us. Good read, Glynis.