Friday, March 18, 2011

Thieft in the Night

I found the key and broke into her subconscious.
twisting passwords into her blackberry eyes
she sat fearful of what she could not bear to expect
I'm a bandit
such a crook
advised that I should stay away
but i encroached
A deviant

The aroma of love scoops me in its caravan
i cannot resist. Ryde or die.
The feeling of stepping inside
But so many defenses and security systems
brought upon my bumbling thieves
there to take only what they dont want and
destroy what they dont need

I have changed. Been Transformed.
You are the exception.
A robber cultivated in breathing bodies
i wish to sneak in the back door of your fears

and leave a gift.

Truth is I didnt mean to break in
but I appeared as your worst fear
that which you once wanted so purely
that which you were made to forget
that which you did not recognize
until I broke into your subconscious

and reminded you
of your destiny
to conquer

your fears.

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