What a blessing it would be to have eyes
That open before the wake of my own destruction
And not be widened by suprise
At my reduction

The taint of my love
Slips out to touch his pure heart
With corruption
Seeing the darkness fill him,
And shatter what we built,
I am purified in the horror
Of what I'd become.

I found it in the places
I was most afraid to look
.
I hold his name on my tongue;
The sweet taste of regret,
Of finally knowing the love I'd had

You must tend to your body
as you tend to your garden.
Your body is from the earth,
and sustains your mind

Though we now lay miles apart
With every thought you fill my heart,
With every smile you steal my breath
I will love you until  death

To my love, who rests unwell
I send you love, I cast my spell
To weave sweet waters from the deep
I'll smooth the worries from your sleep
Let the darkness be my arms
Have faith in me, to ward off harms
So lay your weary self in bed
And let sweet dreams fill your head
If you lie in heaven or hell,
I'll tend you gently, I'll love you well

The words escape me,
Pushed as breath forced from beaten lungs
****** past my lips into vacuum
Trying to convey what left me breathless
Breathlessly