Undone

My quiet stretches out

like a web of shadow

words unsaid

black diamonds

that glitter on delicate strands of moonlight

that shine through frosted windows

 

I kneel

naked

vulnerable

in the shade cast by candle flame

I am undone

brought low

 

I have no language

to express need

no words

to beg for comfort

only silent tears

averted eyes

aching heart

weary head

clenched fists

to hide the shaking

 

Have you learned me

enough

to understand

that tonight

the first move is yours to make

that you must be the strong one?

 

© 2017 Christine Elizabeth Ray – All Rights Reserved

18 comments

    1. It is, as a matter of fact. Its part of a collection of poetry that I stumble across form June and July 2017 and say to myself, “Oh, I remember that piece! Look, it doesn’t suck.” I am so glad it spoke to you.

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  1. “Have you learned me

    enough

    to understand

    that tonight

    the first move is yours to make

    that you must be the strong one?”

    This made me think of someone I love who has issues with intimacy. It’s beautiful.

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