(playing the devil card)
newly wrapped in
that moon,
i wanted to bend
i wanted to droop
become full of water,
sad but content.
it didn't happen
that way.
my face of peace,
that virgin,
didn't stay.
sometimes intentions
are not
enough.
i danced
for him.
i needed not
the normal
trappings -
the whips
or the chains.
(there were
none there
anyway
i looked.)
and when that
ectasy was
over,
i easily left.
did you hear me?
no thing has
ever
stopped me
besides
myself.
newly wrapped in
that moon,
i wanted to bend
i wanted to droop
become full of water,
sad but content.
it didn't happen
that way.
my face of peace,
that virgin,
didn't stay.
sometimes intentions
are not
enough.
i danced
for him.
i needed not
the normal
trappings -
the whips
or the chains.
(there were
none there
anyway
i looked.)
and when that
ectasy was
over,
i easily left.
did you hear me?
no thing has
ever
stopped me
besides
myself.
You should do a search for Kristin on Youtube when you have time - there's all sorts of goodies on there. Search for Throwing Muses, as well (I'm assuming you like them?)
Love the poem to bits.