And I Rise
And I rise, your poison dissipated
after days beneath your will, your hated
touch. With each caress, I’ve sensed the fading
of your hideous strength, the escalating
of my own. And I rise, before you see
the faint resurgence of the fire in me,
the marshalled anger you mistake as lust,
see through the quiescence that has gained your trust.
With every breath, you venture ever closer
to the range of my sequestered dagger.
And I rise, take you into my embrace,
move closer so your eyes fix on my face.
With one step closer, I will let it fly,
stiletto of my heart’s revenge. And I rise.