Abdication

I wear you flamboyant style boastful
 about my hat, red feathers flying

trending the image of pleasing
dressed in the fashion of fun.

I write long – my lines
 crisscrossing
all sensitivity surrounding this turmoil
of us.

Tonight we dine -
just as yesterday, precious in each other’s smile.
The darkness of the enemy eating away
the blood raw light
sublime in our reasons
of doing things well.

Your needs – have
become my reasons for wanting my liberty.
I am hard caught around the flame
of your luster
 far too trapped

for my ever taking flight...