I prefer your kind of crazy
to the sanity the world tries to sell.
I prefer the sound of your tongue
whispering blessings in my sacred grove
instead of droned heartless hymns.
I have no fear of the world
through the looking-glass
as long as you are on the side
I enter into. You
have filled my head with wonders
since the day you stole
into my tower built of doubts.
You told me my hair was magic
and I believed. You
enchant and enflame me,
until I have no choice but to submit
to the mysteries you have initiated me into.
I lay as novice, but rise as priestess,
adept at the skills you have taught me. I
cannot live without your madness -
my armor against the madder reality
I must inhabit. I must play at sterile sanity
while the eyes of the world are on me,
but when they turn away,
and the stars are the only witnesses
then I will let you kiss me, madly.
And I will kiss back.
Song Choice: Crazy In Love by Beyonce, remixed
This poem was inspired by a prompt given over at Imaginary Gardens With Real Toads: Play It Again Toads where we got to pick an older prompt to work with. I chose the Sunday Mini Challenge based on the poetry of Carilda Olivar Labra, specifically her poem, I go crazy, my love, I go crazy. I've also linked this poem up to Poet's United: Poetry Pantry #369.