"She Has Awakened"
She stands in compliance
as though bound by shackles,
in her own bed of torment
Tormented
by her passion,
she conforms so to live
With the pretentious mask
which deludes the marrow of her being
Yet,
in the light of her pageantry
A darkness whispers.....
She heeds the thunder
her vehement fire lurks
Though
still contained in her world of ice
She cries ,
warm tears
She struggles to unleash ,
be free
her desires
her fervors
she craves
sensuality ticks,
it breathes
How steadfast her mind and body screams ...euphoria
When lavished and caressed in a bath of passion
Seduction,
temptation,
her fears
These shadows
echo
to her inner being
they call her
friend
embraced
by a new ripened revelation of freedom
Tantalized
by the quench of her minds own poison
the perfume of her own destiny
This darkness
which whispers softly to her soul
Is the essence
of her hunger
in which she craves
As though kissed
with a profound truth
She has awakened..........
Khristina Lupinacci 1996
Wednesday, July 01, 2009
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