I am a tangled web of scars
Seen and unseen
Man and child
Accustomed to the cold and dark
A black serpent writhed in my chest
The deepness of his fangs and the pull of his grasp
Leaving me swollen, bruised

There is patience in the crook of your arm
Contrasting the track marks  in mine

You dine alone at a table set for two
Your fingers dance about the cold glass of water

Inaatiable is the pull
Pure in in its  testament
Slender chased- taut silent
You observe from the  corner
I cannot read your eyes
The crushing blue beings bring muteness to my lips
Warm and gentle is the  caress of your smile
Your hand warms my cheek
Warming me as a leaf in mornimg sunlight
Daunting mountain of time
I shall climb restless and hungry to prove

But surely this love is true
Tried by fire yet not found wanting
I am entbralled by the organic machinery
Such blue veins upon a pale backdrop
A complexion so radiant
I avert my eyes :  unworthy

I am the broken down wall
Irreparable by Hunan hands
But you grow as vines of green ivy
Between the cracks starving for sun

One day the ivy will consume
And lily blossoms will appear
For all to gaze upon and know
Unselfish love so pure
Teied by fire