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Cave

Leaves fall on fire and I am in your song
of tenderness and death, of love and gore.
Voices bait my soul and all are yours;
daunting, soothing, each cries that I belong.

Iím your initiate, unknown to you
Iíve come to learn my heart you are revealing.
I eat you up and find I have a feeling
of being swallowed myself: Iím eaten too.

Rapt I crawl into you like your name.
Man, Creature, God, I come into your world
animal, a hungry spellbound girl,
my neck bared for a kiss, a kill, a claim.

Megan Pattie 

If you have any thoughts on this poem,
Megan Pattie would be pleased to hear them.

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