i want to string all the pieces of you into
something that fits
but
your edges are jagged and wrong
and
the spaces in my chest are not the way you left them
and
my mouth is too sharp for kissing

i am tired of wet wings and
wax burns

22 years ago you bled for me
in the years that followed you led for me
never once have you fled from me
you would find yourself dead for me
before you would find me hurt
and for that i love you
more than words

You are all I wish for
                                                      And all that I hate
The source of my pleasure
                                                      And cause of my pains
The Angel in my dreams
                                                      And the Demon in my nightmares
You are all I need
                                                      And all that I lack
You calm my temper
                                                      And you stir up my rage
You are my hope in life
                                                      And my despair in death
My friend my foe
Et ma raison d'être