wrap me in your swift tundrels
sweep me off my feet
I’m caught in your spinning web
I am yours, sweet defeat
there is no escape quite like this
take me into your bliss
I am your love
        your loss
       your triumph
       your despair
I am the sword in your hilt
I am the blue in your fire
I am in love with your hero
I am your hero
I am not me
I am lost in not me
I am blinded in imagination
Lost and then found in your story
I am a tangled mess in your arms of words
and don’t let go
I have finally forgotten I am
and all I know is your touch
Your whispered willow of truth