You love me you say, as in silent pain
I cower beneath the knuckles of your caring fist
and stare up, defenceless.
You stop your hand
just inches from my cheek, indecisive,
and bending over me, your breath a caress,
say it’s for my own good, and start again
to bruise my skin, and burst my lip,
and break my jaw.
And through blackened eyes
I gaze at your face, feel your passion,
and take your abuse, this token of your love,
for I so dearly love you, more deeply than you know.
And I forgive you as always.
© Anthony Baverstock
Can you tell who it is yet?
Anthony Baverstock is from Colchester, reputed home of Humpty-Dumpty.