One way or the other

I shiver
despite the breeze
unable to penetrate
the layers
under my jacket
is it a memory passing through me?
or is it desire

the core of me
the part that the world
only cops a feel of
occasionally
is warm and reactive
ready and attentive
until I open my mouth

and this is joy I get
from you watching me
and my daily doing
one step at a time
until the task is done
no matter what they say
I am capable of

when you leave
and my room is empty
I open the deepest part of me
oozing onto the floor
and then
I write it down

so my darling
when you hear me say
I cannot live,function, or breathe
with you silent

believe, that passion burns
but I hoard it for myself

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4 thoughts on “One way or the other

  1. Wonderful lines “Core part of me the world only cops a feel of occasionally”. “When my room is empty I open the deepest part of me oozing on to the floor…and then write it down.” You have the soul of a poet.

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