Wednesday, May 4, 2011

Shorn of will

* shorn of will *
Hey Samson your locks are shorn
A metaphor for loss of strength
And obviously loss of will
For losing what motivates us forward
Having given up a treasure
To one who really doesn't love you
Perhaps it was carelessly shedding a veil too many
Opening self to intimacy
Before true intimacy existed
Before other person had reached same place
The station stop in a relationship
Where such things may be safely shared
Instead you come across as desperate for this intimacy
Perhaps thought of as over open
One who might spill all confidences
In a moment's insecurity
So without hair you shiver
Vulnerable and fully aware
How sharp those scissor blades are
Which flash silver in her grasp.

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