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At Least for Today

Madness

I Long To Run

The Tightrope

Unheard Cries of a Child



Open

The Thread

Did You Judge Me Today

Would You Walk My Path

Beloved Son

Secret Places

Friends

Awakening

His Promise

Changes

Even One Day

Finding My Way Home

The Art of My Mask

The Worth of One Forgotten

From My Dreams

Survivor

I was relentless
In my game
I teased
with little mercy

My eyes 
Told them yes
Told them
I was hungry

Yet
with my words
If I chose
would cut down
Shut down

Then
A new night came
For me

A night 
When I found myself
Losing control
My game becoming
Difficult to play
With a prey
That I found
New...frightening

My teasing
Was now and quickly
Becoming my own
Torment
My mind swimming
Searching
Grasping
For my control back

As he leaned in close
I leaned in as well
closing my eyes
Breathing him in
I no longer cared
If he was taking notice
Of my submission
My surrender

As I closed my eyes
I drifted in my mind
To some other reality

He turns to me
I feel him
as he reaches for me
I take a deep breath
Drowning
at the touch
And the smell
Of him

Tasting him
I no longer
Wanted
To play this game
This prey
Had taken that ability
Away from me

My skills of hiding
I lost my mask
I was defeated
By this seeker

Melody Clark
Copyright© December 8, 2012








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