Maybe i’m tethered. Maybe i’m chained.
Maybe i should tell my heart to stop
Pounding at the sound of your name
They don’t see you.
They only see your fist
But i know your honey apple kiss
Your smoky carress
How tenderly your fingertips
Loosen my dress
And i must confess that your touch
Does not always make me tingle,
But when it is good, Baby,
It is great
Maybe i need you
Maybe i don’t feel alive
Unless i feel you
Whether it be a clenched fist or a soft kiss
Maybe you need me
i know the man you are
The man you can be
Maybe if you let my golden affection
Seep into your hardened pores
You would hold my heart
As tenderly as I hold yours
i can plant the seed of love
In your garden
That has been
Cracked and eroded
By a burning hate
i know this fury is not your fate
i know that you are more than your past
So i can see past your clenched fist
To your soft kiss
i know these bruises are not what you have meant for me
i know that you are good for me
And, i think, somehow i am good for you
And, Baby, you are the only thing
That i know to be true
I won’t go
Because if i did
i don’t know what i would do
Momma keeps telling me to leave
But i’ve got nowhere else to go
i never really learned how to be alone
i never really learned how love is to be shown
Your name, Love, is etched into my bones
You build me
And you break me
Out of the shrapnel of your soul
You make me
With each hit
By the touch of your fist
You affirm my
Existence
If i cease to be with you, Love,
i fear i will simply cease to be
You are inexplicably intertwined with me
So, Momma, i’m gonna stay
i’m gonna pay the price that he needs me to pay
i know it’s not easy, but it is better this way
So, Momma, i’m gonna stay
-Delilah Davies