(for now) there is stillness amidst
what was once her maelstrom
whirling slowed into a lilting-soft song/dance
less frightened, more eager
no longer slamming her body against the walls
of an invisible cage
(for now) she is perhaps not sated, but quiescent
he has soothed the beast within
brought her light
velveted the darkness
into an appealing purple twilight
she has sheathed her claws
(for now) they do not reflect the cold moonlight
instead (for now) she allows his warmth
to thaw her edges
–Charla M. DelaCuadra
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