The Blur of Passion


Across from him, she sat
Across from him, she wondered
Across from him? What a place to be
Across from him, her soul longed to be free

She beckoned for a drink, just so to calm the tension
No words spoke, but one could feel the high tension

Restless, she begged for ease
For his eyes penetrated, way beneath her fleece

It’s the wrong day to be married, its a wrong to be
It’s a wrong way to be carried, carried away by he

He who sees me different. O why does he
He who makes me wither. O, save me please

No comfort in this feeling, but still she’s curious
Would I like this tomorrow? Would I, be furious?

Courage O courage, how dare you be me
So she posed the question

“Please, tell me what you would do, to me” .
Andreá Fellini *2012*Copyright!

art: february stars by poorchiggies

27 thoughts on “The Blur of Passion

  1. Just stopping by to say thank you for your recent like on Shift Key. My pain and your pain met as I read this, unlike anyone else, I’m sure; I understand the need for mending the soul. Enjoying your work. Thanks.


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