Pawn

I knew I was nothing to you
Though you tried to
Convince me otherwise

I knew they were lies you told me
Though I turned away and
Covered my ears

I knew it was fake emotions
Though my thoughts
Tried to warn me

What game did you play
That I was a pawn
You moved on the board

What did you get
From stringing me along
Then disappearing

I will never know the answer
We will never speak again
And that is for the best

Passion

red azalea bush close up of blooms

Are you afraid of me?
Are you scared?
Afraid of my passion
Which roars like a bonfire yet
Men beg me to burn them to ash
Afraid I will banish you to the arctic
Regions of my anger an scorn
Where men die lonely and cold

For you my dear
I am no raging bonfire
Or the frozen death of ice
For you my darling
I am a crackling hearth
A soft blanket
And hot soup
On a cold day

For you my love
I am spring sunshine
A cooling summer breeze
Wildflowers in the meadow
I am a flowing stream
Clear and pure
Cascading down
From the mountain peak

You never have to worry
About being burned or frozen
My fire will only ignite your own
My cold will be tempered
By our combined passion
Together we will blaze
Our own inferno
And the world will be ours

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Passion by Idgie Stark is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-NonCommercial-NoDerivatives 4.0 International License.

Crucible

You brought me
To the crucible
Melted me down
Forged me
Remade my being
Stronger than before

My words flow
From my fingers
To honor my hurt
And my weakness
As life’s necessary
Balance and polarity

The light cannot shine
Without the Shadow beside it
There can be no life
Without death to redeem it
Love cannot grow
Without pain to sanctify it

I am now made whole

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Crucible  by Idgie Stark is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-NonCommercial-NoDerivatives 4.0 International License.