A savage tenderness
lies between
the bondage of the heart
and the heart’s cruel longing
...
Death will come
like a sweet white rose
or a gift with wrappings
that will slowly enclose me
...
Bipolar / Compulsive Poem: A Savage Tenderness
A savage tenderness
lies between
the bondage of the heart
and the heart’s cruel longing
for release
we play with it
like children
play with fire
and between our wisdom and desire
we burn
we sow
the seeds
that flame with crimson
and hold on to that
savage tenderness
we know
© Carlton Carr 2013