Eclipsing Heart
Rebecca C. Campos

What is the shredding of this heart all about?
Your cradling arms have morphed into dagger held hands
And I can’t see your face anymore
Shadowed it is
An eclipse of glaring doubts, silent schemes, and hard fists
of faux love has slowly taken over.

I strain to hear your cuddle down voice filtered still through
lips of genuine comfort
But solely present are resounding waves of resentment
misdirected and packaged without attention
to the delivered casualties.

Where is the light that made my soul want you and altered every cell
and caused me to grow even now
That instructed me through times of beat-downs, exposed icy nakedness, and into-the-night rocking and weeping?

Come out from behind that shadowed mask
My heart will recover along side with yours
Be the guardian angel, the mother lioness, the woman warrior
that you know you are
And laugh at the fear that invites you in and convinces you
that you deserve to die cold and alone.