Originally posted on my dear friend Penny’s Board:
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THE STRENGTH OF WORDS
By Genevieve Dewey
I can feel the cool smooth satin across my face
Soothing the hot tracks of my tears
My eyes closed, lips parted
You begin
Your hot breath next to my neck
Whispering
Words
The tight painful tug of my hair as you close the knot
Then darkness
Silence…….
Touch
My thoughts spin, whirl, twirl, struggle, fight
Like the wings of a butterfly
Pinned
Beneath two strong unyielding fingers
I struggle, not to be free
But because the release will be ever sweeter
Then with each loop, each cinch, each gasp
I let go…
Caught
In your words
They loop around me
Entangle me
Snare me
Free me in my captivity
For I am no longer a prisoner to my doubts
My fears
My worries
My inadequacies
I am soaring free in the stillness
Where I cannot speak, cannot move, cannot think
I only hear
Words
Your body and lips speak
Telling me
I am a woman, a mother, a friend, a lover
That and so much
More
Each knot bound
It is not taking it is giving
A gift of peace, of stillness
The freedom to hear
Your words
They are as much a part of me as the marks
The marks I no longer see as imperfections
The marks from the growth of life
The marks your seed left on me, inside of me, outside of me
I no longer worry I am not pretty enough
Young enough
Firm enough
Tight enough
Good enough
I am soaring free
To see
I am me
I am yours
You remove my blinders and I can hear
The words
In your eyes
The words
Your firm strong lips soon speak
I am yours
You are mine
Forever bound in love
Where I am free to just be
Me
These are the only words that matter.
Copyright 2012 by Genevieve Dewey, All Rights Reserved
