This is Ever More

My footsteps fall

on sodden sand 

steps I take

I find, 

I stand.

Unawares, I am

hunted like a feast 

which drifts 

across dry and hungry lands

His bite came swift and hard 

His teeth, his mouth, his hands

I thrash and rage and rage

Amidst a battle of an Age

and

Iron bars of my domestic cage

Something struck me 

Shrapnel

a bullet

whizzing through the sky;

and stikes me

right between my eyes

Soundless echoes

screeching cries

moans and shrieks and sighs

and die die die

 

and countless wondering why(s)

What is this liquid pouring red 

from within my mind?

Coursing down my face

Burning within my eyes

I am blind

to everything but this;

I cry and cry and cry

Emotions frozen, harshly pried

I heard a sudden percussive sound

perhaps inaudible to you

blasting like a bomb

through and through and through

over hills and forest

over fields and seas

from you, to me

from you, to me

from me to you, to you

I felt like something died within 

I mourned and wandered free

So this is love, I mused and fussed

Taking hold of me

It felt like death

an end

a chorus final, sung. 

While something else has just begun.

And the inner roots where having fun

consuming the old me

day by day I become more or less

wilder and free

Sand fell through my fingers 

memories flood among

the mind of me, a solitary soul; 

songs not yet sung

Suddenly, all singing now. 

Every lilt and every vow.

Me? The one...

Swathed in grief from head to toe

Wrapped in darkness, shrouded  

only 

to show and show and show.

A rift in all of time. 

He pierced my virginal little mind  

found some little cavern I had left behind

and entered that room

and

vanquished doom

and threw the doors from 

every tomb

conquering the gloom

The light poured in

within my grave

buried alive

now, to save.

I fell backwards and surrendered there

keel hauled on my way 

to somewhere 

somewhere

an exercise in tough-love stealth

for my love, for my health

To depths I never swam before;

to cold sea bottoms and ocean floors.

protecting me, I see

even though

his bite is now upon my neck

He's staking claims of we

in a sense of unabashed need

and no small dose of thirsty greed.

Possessive, bold, in word and deed.

So, feed.

Me. A woman. 

Put upon this earth. 

Given eyes and ears.

Given child-birth. 

Vessels crashing on rugged shores

sunset wishes

unkissed kisses

Desire is a word 

I thought I knew before

I've learned the dance, I knew the score

But something took ahold of me 

Possessing lock and key;

that night that 

He

wrote my name

on the 

bathroom

floor. 

Indelible, his claim.

This, my Love 

my little apple core,

Is

Evermore. 

Evermore.

Evermore.