Obsession

By Jillian Smith

When I walked into the wind today
The biting wind so bleak
I said to myself, I said, I dread
How to remove this thought
Out of my head
I said to myself, said I
Out to the cloud swept sky?

Out, out damn thought
Stained and marked
Out, out I cried
Out, out luscious delusion you
Velvet creeping passion dark
Creeping from my inward heart
Out to the tear-streaked sky

A wanton sully takes my tread
A sinewy figure turns in my bed
I lick my lips and it licks my heart
As I stroke the wild black sky
Familiar still my obsession sweet
My voodoo doll, my yellow bird
(A guarded name is what I heard)
Whispered from the moon-soaked sky

Love me dearly I will not leave
I am your obsession sweet
Indulge me, tease me, never leave me
Stay until we die!

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