The warmth and the wet.
Heating Desire, a killing threat.
Whispering rains, Know the Truth.
Nature calls out,
She slips from the booth.
Her smile is weary, a tipsy calm.
The bullshit weakens, and can't go on.
Softer focus and mounting debt,
Knows no future...
Catching breath.
Heart on fire, hiding place,
Reaching up for Holy embrace,
Voices laugh, connecting with ease,
While she silently begs on her knees.
Enwrapped in rapture,
A wicked device,
Exposing frailty, confusing the nice.
All is well,
But she's loosing worth.
a spirit plays,
a spirit's birth.
In solitary confinement,
The melody cascades,
In solitary alignment,
Her memory fades.
She's safe from her sins,
In isolated well,
Closer to Heaven,
Closer to Hell.
This is life,
Lonely among Bliss.
Still, in the darkness,
a Quiet kiss.
Deep Expansion,
To soothe and protect,
No longer fearing,
Darkness deflect.
A Soul of devotion to
His Guiding Light,
An offering to all
on this raining night.
Green starts spinning
in frozen chest,
It melts the disgrace,
of the 'unwanted guest.'
A beat in her blood,
Moves her legs in the deep,
She rushes and springs,
No longer asleep.
In risky escape,
She dances her song,
The uncertainty grows,
And the courage to move on.
Tormented and hating,
And ashamed to say,
She loved him again another day.
JESS COFFMAN
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