Her eyes bespoke
à depth untouched,
an allure of sensual
mystery that she kept
locked inside.

We married, but sadly,
I never found the key
to unlock the voided
recesses of her walled
citadel, containing the
inner depths of unselfish
love and beauty that I'd
hoped resided there.
She remained a self-absorbed
isolated Island unto herself.

Dear death,

I have met life,
He wants me to fight,
But I'm so weak-
So can we meet?

I was prepared for the classic
shoulder devil and angel
pulling me in different directions,
but nobody prepared me for
a guardian angel act from a devious devil,
pulling me into something I didn't sign up for.

and one day
she will realize

her magic

and then
her power
will be

limitless

I was never introduced
to the feeling of shame
until a man knew
of a secret of mine