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Beneath the Bushel
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Beneath the Bushel Beneath the Bushel If you could find a bushel Under that you would hide yourself at every party I see you attend you shelter by the wall avoid conversation as if in pain cast your gaze wildly and so you do appear a feral animal seeking exit from some greater torment than the unexciting conversation with which you are presented your clothing that you wear conceals and hides your form arms wrapped around yourself legs pulled up protectively your eyes are downcast you wear a perpetual frown we all feel that way sometimes want to avoid the world but you have made self concealment your life's endeavour yet sometimes I catch a flash of colour in your eyes a smile rising you must suppress and at times sense your desire to push yourself further out into the chaotic spin of life and you draw my attention by your studied lack of caring if any interaction should ever be having decided there is too much pain to much sorrow in sharing all you think life could be or the precious vulnerability you hold so I intend to draw you out find the smile hear your shout see you talk of what you care about slowly peel aside the scars tend to your weeping wounds stitch and close what I can and offer succor to your thoughts and in time perhaps when you are feeling stronger remove the last vestiges of your self imposed hermit-dom with these lips discover the heat beneath your cover take the light from beneath this bushel and set you to illuminate life as if Sun were captured within your soul. Thoughts in sensual pleasure to erotic writing writ. Feel free to travel - click - to my blog: An exploration introduction |
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sometimes we need a helping hand to rise above the world on these fragile wings. Thoughts in sensual pleasure to erotic writing writ. Feel free to travel - click - to my blog: An exploration introduction
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