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The dark one

_____

And the dark still
entangles me
En-tendrils me
Caressing fingers
teasing my mind
to wander
to trickle like water
into the low places
forgotten crevices

Softens bone
Smoothes stone
Wash the dust
Feed the roots
The dark comfort

She is a healer
A pleaser
For pleasure
is our healing

Oh dark waters
Luminous onyx shine
soft and smooth
Like compassionate eyes
They cry for the wound
that none should have to endure

Broken bodies
Broken hearts
The dark one holds us
in her arms

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Written in the southern New Mexico desert

 

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