delicate boys

and intricate poisons

coax solemn oaths

from intimate whispers

like prayers to nameless loneliness

and longing


but jealous daylight

still grips her knife

in wait to kill

what she cannot take

from night

though all that was

once wild in us

is now retreating

◄ distant history

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Mon 18th Feb 2019 10:11

Thanks, all, for reading.


Sun 17th Feb 2019 14:36

Cheers, Ray and Kate--lovely to hear from you!

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Sun 17th Feb 2019 06:01

So many delicious wild moments and secrets are cloaked in darkness. Beautiful metaphor Rachel.

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Sat 16th Feb 2019 17:32

I love the contrast between the hints and whispers of the first stanza and the starkness of the strike of the second Rachel. I feel it is in a way a harder version of my own Valentine in a sense being a sort of retribution poem. (Thanks for your comment, i'll be back to that later). It's right that there should be a price to pay in the balance of male and female. IMO. When I read of untapped sources of passion I often think of the female spider, wow!

Delightful. Ray

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