Tai Chi Straight Sword Love

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Gifted

Oh! If I could but borrow those numbing fingers,
so quick to caress and silence
my mind's protests. One touch -
on the lips, of course -
never seems to convey sensuality
but the rhetoric behind that
gesture is brutally abrasive and
commanding. How dare you command
my mind's silence?

Hush.
Under the influence
I am turned (in spite of my own embarrassment) into a
"meek
...........kitten".

But then again, in the...silence...of
my self-imposed isolation, I long
for those fingers. Maybe
then,
I could bid quiet the
worries that plague me
in times that murderous
apathy might have served well.
Oh! What joy life would be if
I had that numbing gift -
maybe I wouldn't ever need
to speak
again.