Exposure

by Beruit   Mar 5, 2010


The door opens and the vixen enters
After being invited by the kind, harmless voice
Hidden inside
The house let-go to nature.

Through simple conversation
And exciting vibration,
She is lead to the most important room.
To the sweet voices only sanction.

"I see you every day through the window-
Every time you move
It is the most beautiful thing
I have ever seen."

"You get to see me every day,
Don't you think I should see you?
It is only
Fair."

"I can only be seen by the
One
Who loves me,
Or I will never be seen again."

"Every time
You speak,
It is the most beautiful thing
I have ever heard."

Deep tones of beautiful innocence
Manifests into His image,
Exposing
Normalcy.

A laugh,
A door slam,
A single salty drop-
Ashes to ashes.

What a selfish tyrant-
A home forever silent.

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