I Stand Beyond

I stand beyond the
turquoise haze of faith
oozing out of strangled
hearts awaiting hope
to take or give birth.

I stand beyond the 
cyrulean winds of pretended
promises planted across
the hungry acres of
blinkered hearts and hearths.

I stand beyond these
enchanted, endangered thresholds
of perceived selves not my own
staring into the stark me-ness
reflected honest in your inflamed eyes.