Hidden Dragon, Crouching Lioness

In the quiet elegance
Of my daydream
You are lurking
Hidden dragon
I can feel the
Golden light of
Your gaze
Making the hair
On my arms crackle
With static electricity
Leave me alone
I’m dreaming though
I am wide-awake
And you are trying to
Burst my bubble
Deflate my balloon animal
The evil pin of mischief
Sparkling in the glow
Of full moonlight
At 11:45 on
Friday the 13th
The sonic waves of your
Deep throat chuckle
Haunt me in my lucid
Hallucination
Vibrating the floor boards of
My subconscience
An earthquake of wisdom
Let me dream
I’m tired of reality
When I stare it in the face
It laughs at me
But someone forgot to
Tell me the joke
I smile only because
I haven’t got time
To cry
Once the tears come
Everything begins to surface
I’d have to cry
For me, for you
For everything that should be
For everything that was
For babies
For elders
For daddies
For mamas
For ever moment
That ever came between us
Rather than lifting us above
For every moment
That stole our hearts
And spoiled us
For harder times to come
For love of distant strangers
That once were like blood
For blood that grew thin
Because love wasn’t
Stronger than pride
For the space between us
Whether I’m thousands of miles away
Or sleeping in your arms
For the line in the sand
That has long been
Washed away by the tide
But still marks the place
Where affection is turned away
At the door
For all the "I love you"s
That I left unsaid
For the ones I didn’t
But wish I had
For the appeal of your skin
Peeking through your robe
Just let me daydream
I am much too weary
To deal with
Harsh tones of truth
Spoken without sympathy
For the journeyer
Weary from traveling
Life ‘s uncharted paths
You only want me to be happy
Not to make me happy
But you try anyway
The imperfection makes you
Even closer to perfect
Maybe it isn’t an imperfection
At all
Only strategic weakness
To add to the allure
And even if I killed you
I’d just be more alone
Crouching Lioness
I cry without tears
As I keep on moving
With or without you
Because I am a warrior
I am always ready
For anything
Love, hate, silence
Noise, disillusion, deception
Time, life
Death
"Loyalty" is so close to
"Royalty" that it
Almost makes it bearable
Love
(pause)
Speaks also in silence
I can see in the dark
And dream
During the day
I can listen to the whispers
In the wind
And smell the trail
Of prey

by Empress Nzingha

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