July 20, 2009

No, I will not go there,
walk that well traveled path,
Feet planted firmly on the ground
stepping solidly.

No, I will not obey you,
tow the line habitually drawn,
straight lines carved on the earth
which I cross over defiantly.

No, I will not love you
give in to your many advances,
your pleas for love,
for love,
for love.

No, I will not care,
give myself over to empathy
hoping to create a moment,
a chain around us, bonded.

No, I will not forget
your image intricately drawn
in the back of my mind, a shadow,
your smooth skin, prickling.




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