You
will never know
how many times
I
lift the
Infinite Heart
to my lips.
I
will never know.
It happens without
thought. Like flowing
blood and coursing
breath.
I
have not gutted
myself for
You.
You
have never
asked me to.
Instead.
You
do what
You
always do, what
You
have always
known
to do. What
No.
One.
Else.
has ever
done.
You
wait.
Calmly.
Quietly.
Fearlessly.
With your hand not
quite outstretched, but
never closed. Always reaching,
but never grasping.
You
wait.
For the unexpected
moment when
I
cut a bit deeper,
slice a bit further,
and
trembling,
lay a raw and bloody
bit
at your feet.
Then.
You
look at me.
And bend. And
Gently.
Tenderly.
Slowly.
draw it to
You.
No doubt.
No hesitation.
No greed.
Then.
Never taking your
eyes from me,
You
slip
the morsel
into your mouth,
and
smiling,
swallow me
into
You.
© sdrogers 12 april 2013
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