I hear you outside, raging again.
In here I’m safe and you don’t frighten me.
Beat against the windows and doors all you want.
Scream yourself hoarse and see if I care.
Your power excites me because it can’t reach me.
I cross to the window and see the trees bow.
open it
and stand back
eyes closed
so I can feel you
rush over meΒ & brush against me
but you can’t hurt me.
We’ve conquered you, and within safe houses
we close the windows,
draw the blinds
and slip into bed,
paying no heed
to the storm outside.
Oh I like this! There’s more than one way to read it, and that’s great π
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Thank you! I do like to let the reader choose their own meanings, so I’m glad that aspect worked π
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Beautiful, Jake – or was that written by Skylance? π
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Ha ha the idea was that all the pieces on here were written by ‘him’, bar maybe the real life stuff about Tinder…
I have my real name around because I feel dishonest commenting as Skylance!
Glad you enjoyed it Kelly, thanks for visiting π
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Well that’s good to know that you are honest – whoever you are π Writing has always made me feel like I have multiple personality disorder as well lol
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Oh well if it’s a result of the writing, that all makes sense – I thought it was just me!
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Nope, you’re in good company with all of us! lol
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