She Again

She wore the hotel’s logo over her heart
She bore the word Frontier over her heart
She had the name she gave her over her heart
And hated labels

She was into self-torture and its subtle tease
Spelled that like subtle tease
You into understanding that there is such a thing
Even if it only exists in me

Back to she
She is more past tense
Speak of her again
She was into self-torture and it’s subtle tease
Spelled that like subtle tease
You into understanding that there is such a thing
Even if it only exists in me

History repeats
Like emphasis
What’s your point
Of existence

She was concerned with labels
Distractions
Distracted
To be uncovered
What covers her heart
C Overs
Over seize

Learning that she should leave her heart to the open
For what’s willing to be under it as support
Raised for all to see on Pride Rock

Belonging to everything she touches
She is light
She was light

I am wise enough to know
That my past tense is relevant to my always
Repeating without replay

She could never leave me to stupidity
Teaching hard lessens
Life’s blows softened
To nothing

All that matters is she
Her subtle tease to existence
Made to flirt with labels
Without giving IT up
Unless she wants to

Hate has lost the power struggle it entertained
She gained power through the struggle attained
Claimed

Leaving what was worn
In a box labeled “Warning: Approach with care”