Do Not Fold, Spindle Or Mutilate

I catch myself
referring
to that pervasive space
where reality is aligned
somewhere
someplace
wanting to stay hidden
something
to embrace or behold,
within.

It cannot be held for very long.
It screams and wriggles
until it loosens from its strangle,
rolling out in an awkward blurt.
Obvious, blatant.
Such acuity.

Laugh out loud,
but be gentle.
Today I admit
I am different.
Not like anyone
you have ever known.

At times, I must say audibly,
how you make me feel
how I see you...
and yes,
I know,
you are who
you are.

I cannot remember those days
before I blushed.
I remember you.
Amazing.

SadieLu 2011

I really liked this Sadie...

I see you ...

such open purity

Thank you, Ainjel...different

Thank you, a new try...

I cannot remember those days
before I blushed.
I remember you.
Amazing.

I really like this Sadie!!

thank you, a great feeling.