she has left herself--
stepped outside herself--
double-deviled, smoke-boned,
back for more.
She kisses you,
but watches from some broody shadow--
she is the dark leaf beneath the bright bloom--
poppy-strong, moon-hearted,
and all yours.
(isn't she?)
________
the plot thickens... :)
ReplyDeleteNo one is really anyone's, I have come to believe, but perhaps that part you describe in your first lines can still somehow be claimed, intangible and 'smoke-boned' as it is.
ReplyDeleteThe parenthetical question, at the end, is the perfect ending for this.
ReplyDeleteJust gotta say it ... STWIASD is one lucky gal!!!
ReplyDeleteI'm just loving the imagery!
ReplyDeleteBang-a-Gong....
ReplyDeleteFabulous images especially in the closing stanza, kiddo. Love that she is "dark leaf", "poppy-strong", "moon-hearted".
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