Her Magnificent Self

She worshipped the ground on which you walked,

Even when that ground was she you trampled,

Adoring your every move, your every word,

Your dreams, your wishes and the love she sampled.

***

And yet you broke her very soul,

Destroyed her with your so-called love and desire,

Stripped her bare to her very core,

Set her veins of love on fire.

***

She revelled in your every happiness,

Bending over backwards to light up your day,

Smiling broadly at any attention you throw her way,

Listening to every word of love you say.

***

Until that is you tossed her like she was trash,

Your footsteps imprinted upon her forehead in bloody tattoos,

As you stormed out of the bounds of honesty,

Leaving her in a puddle of sobs and blues.

***

She shouldered your treatment with heavy sighs,

Tolerating the abuse that you called adoration,

The light in her eyes slowly dulling,

Until her love is left in a pile of cremation.

***

Was that your original intention?

To break the back of her beauty and innocence?

To leave her a tangled web of sorrow and pain?

To cull her sheer magnificence?

***

But as you didn’t stick around the kill site,

You didn’t bear witness to her incredible strength,

As she rose from the ashes, a brilliant flaming phoenix,

Rebuilding her esteem, her worth, every harrowing length.

***

Now when the sun rises on another precious day,

She opens her eyes and sends thanks your way,

Grateful for the power and strength you helped her find,

To become the perfect womanly spirit she places on display.

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