Monday, January 11, 2016

She Is


This woman is
a frantic symphony
in a mad sleepless city
a white-knuckle journey
through a raw
moonlit landscape
a frantic ride
at the darkest carnival


Tell her all your secrets
but whisper them softly
in another language
so no one else
may steal them


She will not need
to steal them


You will give them
willingly


She is a mystery
a minefield
a universe
a goddess


a poem

1/10/2016