Mirrors reveal hidden secrets 
  motorcycle tracks 
     in the creases of her face 
affection even post demise 

“Shhh, baby I want you to watch.
          Look into my eyes 
     our legs intertwined 
  my hand on my stone body 
     don’t look away. 

I need you to see me. 
I need you to swallow me.
Be with me fully, completely.“

A deception unlike any other 
   slight rope with a noose 
forms tight with hardy swallows
tossed on heap of rubbish 
   post sensual encounter 
  
 She quietly sits 
   and thinks 
 a crumpled and abused body 
     no recourse or apology 
  only left to float in a crimson bath
      of immense regret 
no comprehension 
   oh how legs walked away 
pruned like the dead branch 
    of the poor cedar in front 
         of the library 

A careless action 
   unexplained and painful 
Morgaine gathered her strength 
   vowed to never love a man 
        EVER again 

   Men would never please her 
 the only person who can meet 
    an expected desire 
 of what is required is herself    
      something no one 
           will comprehend 

She stands an effigy 
    of flesh and warmth 
        a healer of the world 
  with the capacity
       for unjudgmental love
  and grace — even for those 
     who have maimed