Loving the Normative

his gentleness
and sensitivity was 
the seduction
that drew me in
and fell me in love
sincere and deep

his whiteness
his western
worldview
were the pieces
that puzzled me

my feeling, power
my truth, genius
my light was what
pecked at his sense 
of security and normalcy

my defense was 
to change him, fix him
and his only learned
defense
was to shower me
with blame
and burn my eyes
with pain

but the depth of the love
was needed
to tear and rupture
me in a way that
can never be explained
but only felt

cause, it was not just 
my pain
but of all,
each and everyone
that has and will ever
be unheard
their light mistaken 
for weakness

it was not just 
my rage
but of all,
each and everyone
that has and will ever 
be unseen
by the eyes
of the normative

and in loving truly
the normative
I glimpsed 
its wholeness

and in being bled
by the normative
I saw its wounds

and in mating
with the normative
I saw the strength 
of his core and also 
the chains of his
darkness

and Gaia tells me
this had to be so
that I may learn to 
truly see the unseen in him
and then with love-filled 
fury, fiercely throw
upside down all 
his bounds of normalness
so he may finally see 
all that lies unseen by him.

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