Survival

Bare feet cold and cramped
Feeling trapped so I cut it loose
That’s just what I do when trapped
Burn the rope that binds 
Myself from my Faery self
Freeze the hand that tames 

My shape is wild
And Unseen
For you don’t see the bleeding heart that needs a gentle hush
Tender hands and careful words
She's invisible to you
This spontaneous creek loving girl 

All you see is the object of your lust
Undressed and hopping into water 
Snowmelt pulsing
Valley soil eyes
Flesh-gleam tight with cold
Curves like winding streams

And there truly is no love in how 
I was taken quickly against the trunk
Fae joy fading into gelid moss
As my heart congealed again
Into this human woman
Living in Survival