NO RIGHT

You ask me what I wish for

What I need

Your attention

Your comfort

Fulfillment

Is that too much to wish for

I need my worth to be recognized

Valued

And revered

Is that too much to ask for

For too long

I have been the one to give

I have been the one taken

Taken

From my path

Taken

From the happiness

Seen in the eyes of my children

I am not my physical appearance

I am not my smile

I am not my eyes

I am the energy

Inside of me

That part of me for which you have little time

Or interest 

But you wish to explore

The outside

Enter the tight spaces

Feast in the ambrosia

Released

Seducing me

Knowing that I crave intimacy

Connection

Copulation

But that is not what I want

That is not what I need

My soul cries

Cries for understanding

You don't know me

You don't have the right

To question me

To make me read between the lines

You put me on the sidelines

To watch the game being played

To be the substitute

The understudy

Whose name is not on the Playbill 

But in everything there is a beginning

And in everything there is an end

The cries of my soul will be heard

Distance will no longer be

The hemispheres will be whole once more

As the world folds on itself

And I

And I will become the woman

I know I am

For I would have found

The man who knows me

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Cher Corbin 2014