Dark Resurrection

How do you tell your lover that you’re in pain?
How do you explain that the source is partially their fault?

How do you relay your struggle without appearing to have ulterior gains?
Is is wrong that you’ve felt pain instead of love?

Sitting in the vault, trying to build a bridge, considering her feelings…
Worried that there was no way to show it was your fault instead of hers…

The pain of seeing her beauty, unable to convey in a positive testimony…
The way hunger twists the gut, wrenches the abs, and screams in lust…

It is her you crave for. It is her you desire. It is her gift that moistens your lips.
Yet she denies you constantly because she can’t understand your utterances.

Babbling like a fool, lusting after her flesh while she’s asking for you to see her mind instead.
You’re aware of her mind, love it, it’s beautiful, but it’s the manifestation of her thoughts that drives you nuts.

Not the crazy nuts. The craving nuts. The “I want to have you all to myself” nuts. That is crazy.
Yet, she’s not feeling your physical cravings as she needs your spiritual watering.

Though you’ve tried all you can, you’re not willing to accept you’re not good enough.
With her, you’re complete, but yet, she’s just distant enough to have you feeling obsolete.

How do you tell your lover that she’s your balm in Gilead?
How do you tell her that her body next to yours calms your worst nightmares?

How do you tell her that her aroma makes you feel like ten thousand kings?
How do you tell her that her willingness to do naughty fuels you to conquer the world?

Those times when she needs you to focus on everything intellectual but your body clouds your listening so you can savor her. Drink her in. And absorb her into your soul… those moments when she’s thinking you’re a crazy fool out of touch.

Maybe, it’s how you try to be proper and reserved that’s getting the message lost in translation.
Maybe it’s the way you make her feel like you want to use her instead of elevate her.

Maybe it’s the fact your intensity scares her
Maybe she’s afraid to lose control if you’re feeling out of control

But doesn’t she know that in her arms, you’re in total control.
When she’s at a loss of control is when you’re at your most controlled.

When she’s in your arm, you’re the most motivated to protect, caress, provide, promote.
When she’s in your arms, you’re the best knight you can be, for without her, you’re nothing but a mess inside a vault.

Hiding from the world so they can’t see your hurt. They can’t see how wounded you are…
Inside the vault, you can best appear strong to those who need not know how much you need your lady.

Maybe, she’s seeing the vault as your great escape instead of the temporary sanity room that allows you to fantasize.
Yes, fantasize about how awesome it has been to have her in your arms before she decided to man up her womanhood.

Be that as it may, it’s time to put those feelings aside.
There is a chase burning a hole inside

She has to know. She needs to know.
Without her knowing, she can’t understand her own hollowing

She too craves you, but doesn’t realize, because she’s been taught to survive without a man.
She needs to know that you know she needs the man of her dreams… that you’re that man.

It’s time to resurrect the chase. Bring back the fire into the relationship
Time to bring back the conquest. The pursuit. The ravenous hunt.

Only this time, it’s cloaked in darkness. Ready to pounce and place sharp fangs close to her throat.
Let her feel the heat of your breath as your soul caresses her ability to live.

Let her feel the pain of not having what she most crave… so she can allow herself to give in to your grip
The grip that won’t let her slip, but never leaves an unwanted or unwelcomed mark.

It’s time to resurrect the darkness that swayed her hips towards you in the first place
She needs to be reminded of the security that resides in your stability

Resurrect the dark side that fed her soul and elevated her strength
The elevation that had her thinking she is satiated and does not need to be shielded from lurking wolves

The darkness that allows your eyes to glow with the power of your soul
The darkness she’s so fond of and calls home

Bring her lightness of delight by shining your darkness in full bloom
That way, her bosoms will rise and find their way home to your breastplate of kindness

It’s time to rise. Rise up. Resurrect the old hunting game with a twist of new fond eagerness
Let her know just how much she means to you, since she’s the only light capable of banishing your inner darkness

This time, when you do catch her, hold on to her lovingly
It’s not the time to chastise. It’s the time to bond and feed her thirst

This will take work, but it is worth it.
If only, to have her free you from your vault and escape your pain.

She needs purpose in life.
Do let her find it in the joy of being the light…

The purposeful light that drives out darkness
Such that your resurrection will be bright because she’s delighted safely in your heart.

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Dark Resurrection

No matter how difficult a situation is, at some point, you’ve got to talk. Humans have not found a way to bridge gaps without a conversation of some kind. This isn’t always a verbal conversation either. However, a two way street exchange has to take place. In that moment, the connection is reaffirmed, the future is clarified, and people can start to move forward. What that forward looks like will depend greatly on the the circumstance these individuals are facing.