Free verse № 78270
Weep In Me
You weep for the night
for it is cold and cruel
body shakes:
you keep on weeping.
Alone and dirty with
thoughts that force
tears to be born,
only to die again in silence.
Useless. And the comfort
you used to find in
her selfish blooming,
leaves you aching
Let me whisper new words.
Let me open up and
Show you new moisture.
I will let you come.
And you may weep
on my breasts
make a river
as I whisper
over and over
come closer. No. Closer.
deeper in me
For you will find
A woman in need of
salt
and
watering.
So weep in me.
I am your
grave and
aching bed.
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