Resistance touched her face
And pressed itself upon her
Like an unwelcome lover
Swirling at her feet
Coiling at her hips
Wrapping its force around her bosom
Brushing the tears from her eyes
The sweat from her brow
And the air from her lungs
As she returned its black embrace
With a kiss and a whisper
A reluctant energy joined an unstoppable pull
As the two opposite motions reconciled
Building intensity upon a forced union
Purified in scorching heat
Cooling the absence of time
Thursday, January 31, 2013
Resistance Touched Her Face
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