Zywa Rouse life into me

Undressed, my nakedness
bound in my skin
with sensually tight ropes

And a whizzing wind of arrows
to lick the blood away
from the resented beauty
they gaze at

the women with tears
the men mocking, boys
and girls curiously
excited

Nobody touches me
nobody feels the warmth
of my body
fleeing

Pull the heads out of my flesh
embrace my wounds with your hands
and take me, rouse life into me

Poem 2422
Amsterdam, 2019-09-23

Sebastian from Narbonne, died AD 288
Collection: More 
Keyword: Life: lust (impulse) 
Keyword: Death: and life 
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