And started walking away.
Can't say I'm sad to see him go.
That shadowy guy's view of women
is shame-laden.
Mr. Desire wants to capture, to dominate,
to own, to penetrate.
Mr. Desire is vested in the future.
He is sure about where the power lies.
Desire knows how to ravage a woman.
His cocaine-like love drug
creates addiction through seduction.
And once the addiction takes hold,
he basks in the power of two.
As I see his backside,
his golden twin appears.
It's Mr. Honor. A noble fellow indeed.
Mr. Honor celebrates the goddess,
to be respected and appreciated
by my own god-self.
Honor lives in the present.
Like his brother, he's caring, and compassionate.
But he gives his gifts
without expectation or attachment.
Honor's golden gifts
Replace seduction with blessing,
addiction with encouragement,
power-taking with support,
lust with conscious passion.
The shadow never leaves me,
though he would like me to believe so.
When his slimy self sneaks back,
he wears a new face.
Knowing so, I welcome Honor
and watch vigilantly for Desire's return.