Fragile soul in the arena, bristling claws and teeth.
Bloodied by caustic tongues. hemorrhaging self belief.
Their words dissecting.
Unable to summon the strength for the fight, nor the bile to counter.
A last pitiful cry
I’m alone now
Defeat’s ponderous hand, final, heavy.
Suddenly there was you……
Rising up, you position yourself between us.
The room falls silent. Muted in disquiet.
Look away now little one
Moving slowly the challenge is on; eyes fixed.
Dark heat. A pulsing fury. A bellowing
No longer alone.
The beast is free. No more defeat!
Roles reversed, their time to feel pain.
Swift retribution. Slow blood. A reckoning.
Baby, please stop now!
Gathering me up, you build a fortress around me.
Prowling its perimeter. Watchful. Ready. Breathless.
We’re alone now but for each other.
They have the company of their defeat.
Relentless vigilance takes its toll.
Baby, come in from the cold. Put down your fists.
Let me soothe you.
Tenderness chases away the animal, delivers me the man.
Female warmth and exhaustion finally claim you.
Sleep querida, we’re alone now.
Let me be the girl you love.
Touch of Cinnamon