Bent;
Molten core
of desire,
like steel
that has come undone;
I bend for you
sigh for you
cry for you;
You flow through me,
white hot
lava
coursing through my veins,
urging me
purging me
of all that I hold inside;
Losing myself
finding myself
giving
taking,
left in a heap
wondering who I am.
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"Losing myself / finding myself / giving / taking, / left in a heap / wondering who I am."
Beautifully written Cheryl, the short lines lend the verse a stuttered rythem that gulps with meaning. Very effective use of structure. Thanks my friend.
But,on a serious noted, just simply loved it !