Where Demons Tread

Dear Friend,

I’m amazed at ways
That I feel about you

Having buried what
You’d stirred in me

Thinking we wouldn’t
Ever meet eye to eye

But when I turned back
You were looking at me

Which shocked composure
Aching to know you more

Every day the lure haunts
And seems to taunt need

Which is why I avoided
Intentions in first place

But I’d been ignoring
Something important

Thinking I could forget
If let hide deep inside

But without it
I’ve felt empty

A Return To Innocence

Westley & Buttercup: Movie Princess Bride

Westley: Hear this now: I will always come for you.
Buttercup: But how can you be sure?
Westley: This is true love-you think this happens every day?

Westley: I told you I would always come for you. Why didn’t you wait for me?
Buttercup: Well…you were dead.
Westley: Death cannot stop true love. All it can do is delay it for a while.
Buttercup: i will never doubt again.
Westley: There will never be a need.

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A Woman's Plight

Giving Up

“A retraining option I have temporarily qualified for got put off by the advocator’s jury duty.

Legit.

Now he wants me to recreate all of the prep work we did before he disappeared for months and hand it to him, after I just asked him to help me pick up the scattered pieces due to my brain injury.

Not legit.

(Steam exuding from head…)

I cannot afford the diminished neuronic capacity to even care a literal whit further about this pursuit, anymore.”

A Woman's Plight, Male Bonding

Last Years Of “Normal”

A college professor
Crossed boundaries

Exciting inclusions
Turned infiltrative

Wanted to hear
Trauma secrets

Insidious warp
Sexual power

In guise as
Counselor

Lidded eye
Distortions

Pushing agenda
Crumbled focus

Breaking spell
Compromised

Grasping key
Cut Bachelor’s

Couldn’t regain
Disrupted track

In reawakening
Poetic messages

Finding moments’
Simple interludes

Chance to succeed
Ending as bloomed

Base support
Underminded

Gross human
Unkindness

Anarchistic
Rebellions

Destroying
Good cause

In name of
“Freedom”

Where Demons Tread

Dear Friend,

We’re both shy but
Emboldened to try

Will you come to me
Across the distance

Far beyond reasons’
Reach for me asking?

I just need to know
Give me permission

I’ve come to my edge
To bridge this chasm

As staring at you from
My side’s insecurities

Unsure if my instincts
Have guided correctly

Your words internalized
Electricity to my wiring

Circuit breakers flipping
From response’s surging

Awakened in readiness
God how we’ve waited!

But worried cautious as
Never been here before

Knowing our timing is right
Yet having not experienced

Communion’s resurrection
Tell me how to meet you

Oh there’s only so much
I can overextend to you

Witness my hesitance
Grip in self-protection

Because I need certainty
You’ll call my heart home