VULNERABILITY
VULNERABILITY
It’s a marvelous sight
to open the curtain
and give the stage
to vulnerability
with her sweet rage
she's the sister of love
so free
without fear
she looks so dear
but wicked is she
that's vulnerability you see....
Complex and beautiful
so pure
so naive
she's wicked to me
has disdain for my new love
and commands the stage with a shove
for all to see
she’s my vulnerability
the angel of my insecurity
weaving her web of doubt
on the stage of the play
called love ....
It is said that
all beautiful feelings give you joy
then why not the wicked beauty
of vulnerability
where does she stand
who is this vixen of abandon? ....
She strips you naked
and leaves you standing
senselessly alive but wanting
feeling like you can't find home
thirsty to write another love poem ....
So spontaneous and so intense
she uses the contrived to make sense
so deliberate is her contempt of charm
she fools you to think she means no harm ....
Only to choke your heart
and make you weak
breaks down your wall
leaves you defenseless and meek
stripped of your sword
standing on stage like a dangling cord
she's in control
has no soul
she is love's vulnerability ....
What good is it?
why does she exist?
where is her beauty?
tell me, I insist! ....
Why did it come my way
when love came to stay
only to strip me bare
with bitter enmity
that's my vulnerability ....
Wicked is she
to kiss my heart
with poems of love
then slap me down
with humbling candor
like the bull and its matador
that's my vulnerability ....
I’m unable to defend myself
naked and standing alone
exposed to the heat of day
she strikes without notice
and rips me apart
my wounds bleed tears
that go unattended
alone with my vulnerability
I'm emotionally suspended ....
OH TIME!
my sweet angel of time
you’re my Venus
you heal all things
come to me and cut these strings
put this vixen behind her door
to humble me senselessly never more ....
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4-15-20