I see you



Not words

(Pardon the irony)

Listening to you

And beguiled by

The light in your eyes

Beauty undoes

But does not

Unman me

The quiet intimacy

Flows like the dance of

Autumnal leaves

And I am fighting through

The urge to master

The rising tide of


I’m made animal

Tender tough and

Open like sky

My presence is not

Penance but the wisdom

Of long nights

Spent in contemplative prayer

The god within me

A thing of warm shadow

Leaves and fur

Callused skin and slow

Hands in motion

Knows itself





With my


My hardness



Published by MBBlissett

Writer. Working on book-length projects and posting fiction and poetry here. You can find more about me here: http://wp.me/P4B2tw-1 Represented by SMART Talent Agency (http://www.smart-talent-kent.co.uk/) I am available for writing projects via my agent, Kelly and I look forward to hearing from you.

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