Time to dance again

juxtaposing... gives an added picture to her alter ego taking over/stepping out giving movement between the two, that are actually one

 

I watch you sleep

I smile...  waiting for you to wake
As breezes sneak and enter In
through a pushed,
open window
the curtains wave to me
get up and come out...

forward, stepping from the
shadows.
                                           Crossing
my legs              
                                                I
admire the silkiness of my own touch      
The early morning sun enhances my golden color.
Shoulders relaxed, I can now lay back 
And feel the firmness, that supports me in your comfortable
blue chair.
I can smile.
I see an echo of peace around your face
                                                                  while you sleep.
If you only knew, now...

    we are not alone.
She has finally been made to come and breathe.
Out of me...

In front of me she stands, guarding me.
She is enjoying her thoughts of you
In your favorite Kingly chair.
She awaits her joy-to bring you pain
                                                            slowly rocking in your blue worn
chair.
With only one cigarette left, she can exhale
Blowing out the smoke that has clouded
her mind. I whisper
to her now, Please! 
while you sleep, with shut eyes
But she insists on you seeing the whites of her eyes through
the blacks and blues
Of my browns. I cry cornered, and crouched down on the
floor
Behind your big chair. That is where you left me 
before your nightly sleep

took you and hid-sending away my
screams.
She seems less afraid, and much stronger than I am.
The thought of your eyes opening and seeing me there
                      Proudly
In your blue seat

I start to feel warmth in my panties with a stream that
becomes a puddle 
beneath my feet. 
She won't leave the space that she'll soon conquer with her peace

           With one single pull from the coldness that you hold

right between the eyes just once, and then
twice, 
shattering evil thoughts in his mind
And the third pull in the place you called 
me
Your heart. She says,

      then I will be free
to laugh, live,
And dance Again.

                     In a place where there once was
An ugly blue chair.

Author's Note

Sometimes our courage to begin (again) comes from another person that lives in us...

Reviews

[The Rock And Roll Cowbo..]

Oh my... I have waited for something new from you and it was well worth the wait... this piece kept me riveted and on the edge of my seat with such mixed emotions, going from happy to sad to sensual then the ending... WOW... I finally see it as a person getting over the death of a loved and finding the courage to move forward... no matter the case very superb writing.

[Unspoken poet]

Wow, this is awesome, so very well written as well. love the imagery

[Patrick Roach]

Excellent piece, I adore your writing style.

[Arielle Hill]

2 years later and here is my comment.... (smile) This is a very lovely well put, well felt poem. You are the epitome of a peot. Keep it up girl. Love your work.

[Shellie]

wow girl this piece is awesome. ill just end up rambling on coz my mind is full of thoughts so im just gonna say .
excellent writing!!! its all such a mix of emotion, riveting it is xxx

[TL Boehm]

a strongly penned piece - for me it gave me a chill - perhaps because I carry monsters in my head more than I carry angels. But I found this piece highly creative and refreshing nontheless.

[Fairy Tales]

wow you are doin it girl.....i love this poem! keep up your great work.

[Jemelle Williams]

Joy comes to mind...
I love your optimism Empress, I really do. The more I read the more I see similarities in our Life journey's.
You're like an open book of hope, growth, change that I dont want to put down!

[BEEGE]

Hey Lyrical,

This was amazing! Im not gonna lie.. I was a little confused for a bit but once I
Caught on, I was amazed. Again, your writting is never a dull disappointment.
Great Job Youngn!!!

[Cakes]

At first this was somewhat difficult to understand, but now I am really moved by it. Good job!