I beat my heart into submission
For your smile or agreement
That I was beautiful in your eyes
My shoulders thrown back
In defiance of the hurt delivered
With the disregarded plea of see me
I learned to walk with a sway
Each step an invitation to you
Sent back unopened, unheeded
Today I am without tethers
Gravity released its earthbound hold
Floating above need or demand
Safety once found in your arms
Entangled in each breath taken
Now blows me free on cool winds
Once you were my beacon
Guiding me down dark pathways
Coaxing me, stroking away fears
My own darkness unbound
Needed no enticing or invitation
Only an offering of the key
That you wasted with played games
Thinking it was yours not mine
Nights I rested on your chest
Your heartbeat my lullaby
Mine not quite in tempo, always behind
I beat my heart into submission
You wanted more, with cold eyes
Demanded a slaves heart
I stood up in the cool wind
Spread my wings of darkness
Soared above your need
I was free and light
My heart dominate and unconquered
26-November-2015
QBG_Tilted Tiara 
May you always fly high dearest Val and may you never be tethered but always Find Freedom within your Heart’s Desires.. ❤
Thank you! It is interesting how many read this and saw themselves. I smile.
Freedom is wonderful ❤ Love you xxx
It is, yes indeed it is. ❤
***I stood up in the cool wind
Spread my wings of darkness
Soared above your need**
WOW. WOW. WOW. xxxxxxx
Your comments always make me smile. I love you ❤
We are steadily becoming, aren’t we? Especially women. We spend a good part of our lives seeking our freedom, finding our voice – the ability to nurture our truly free spirits. Then we become tethered and sometimes entangled via relationships, and find that freedom we once valued encased again. We begin again to unravel that. We do re-center ourselves somehow, “free and light” as you say. I think we emerge even better, my friend. Beautiful. And now to fly! Untethered.
Yes, I think you are so right. We are all steadily becoming, finding ourselves buried and entangled we are loosening and hurtling ourselves free. I am sure we emerge better, though sometimes I suspect it is difficult for any of us to find comfort in this immediately.
Definitely. It’s a process.
Reblogged this on The Militant Negro™.
Thank you for this, as always I am grateful.
We should all be so lucky to find a beacon like that.
Only I think if that beacon guides us safely and with care.
Hope you had a nice holiday, Val.
It was better than expected. Hope yours was fabulous.
Mine was nice, thanks!
Beautiful!!
Thank you!