Tuesday, 9 February 2016

Poem for Tuesday: Fear of Truth

by Sian Latham

When the tears drip from my cheeks
My eyes orbs of red sorrow,
Woe of weeks,
Finally to show.

As my fingers shake in their sockets,
Spasms of nerves - repeating -
Fear free of my pocket;
Heart beating.

Then, as my legs loose strength,
A flow of excitement,
Growing in length.
The torment.

Would you hear my cry?
Pull me closer,
My spirit to fly?
Mind clearer.

Hold me as you whisper,
My heart only -to answer-  
Once my tormentor,
Now my lover.

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