A Trespass into My Soul : Terra Incognita of Hearts

"My dear, come enter this abode within" I whispered softly. "Part my ribs and see
What treasures can be found inside of me.
For I have kept a space for you alone,
A chamber just for us, our secret home."

You tilted back your head and looked askance
Unsure if you should take the moment's chance.
I reassured you with a gentle touch.
"Do not be afraid, this means so much
To finally bare myself to you, my love.
Now come inside, fly free as a dove."

Your fingers traced the contours of my form
And carefully pushed past bone and tissue warm.
I gasped out loud at your first probing touch
That seemed at once too much and yet not much.
We paused a moment, breathing hard, eyes locked.
Then plunged ahead, all carefulness unblocked.  

You marveled at the mysteries you found
In the landscape of my inner ground.
The caverns and the canyons, mountains high,
Strange creatures lurking, peering with bright eye.
You wandered lost, then found your way again.
"Magnificent," you whispered. "Strange and wild terrain."

You gathered souvenirs to take away.
Small pieces of my heart in disarray.  
A bit of lung, a slice of glistening liver.
Parts of me you'd cherish and deliver
Back home where you could look with lover's eye
At the fragments of my inmost, private sky.

I hemorrhaged rainbows watching you explore
The sacred places I had not shown before.
You cupped your hands and filled them with my light.
Then drank my blood like wine until dark night.
I bled myself dry giving you this gift.
Your stolen prize beyond all earthly worth.

And when you'd taken all you possibly could,
You left me pallid, shaking where I stood.  
I thought I'd never recover from your raid,  
The way you stripped me, left me flayed.
But as I healed I felt a vital spark.
For what you took lives on inside the dark.

So ransack me, my love, let nothing stop
Your hungry hands from stripping me bare, but know
The secret insides you unearth and take
Will resurrect once more, fully awake.   
Go on, explore, let your passions flame and burn.
You'll never learn all there is to learn.





















   The poem is part of a full version found in the book “Homo Sapiens” Part Part I - XVIII, written by Mawphniang Napoleon. This book is part of the popular “Homo Sapiens” book series, which can be purchased online at various online bookstores, such as Amazon. The book is available for purchase for those who are interested in reading the complete version of the poem. Remember to get all the books from the “Homo Sapiens” series, as well as other books by the same author.   So, don’t hesitate and get a copy today from one of the many online bookstores.   Khublei Shihajar Nguh,  (Dhanewad  )(Thank you )