I think I will love you until my death,
my breath would linger, whispering out your name, it would be a love spell that was born ages and ages. The constellations will find you as it was like coming home.

I will love you from motes to dust.

Under my fingers, you shiver
Your fever hasn't subsided

It's been long hours you've lain ill
I am blaming the arrow.
Blaming the war.
Blaming you.

But I have no heart to say all of these,
As I dip a cloth to wipe your skin..
And wish to God that you will be alright..

Your arms..
Tested and strong
Yet covered with scars and fresh wounds..

The further I trace over your skin,
The heavier my breath becomes

My handsome liege..
A weak sigh I never want to let out in your presence, escapes me..

I turned my eyes to our pavilion entrance,
The sun has yet to descend to horizon,
and still the golden ray drapes over us all.

The air is filled with every taste of agitation and suspicious wondering eyes..

Our men have not uttered any words
since they brought you back.
Nor dared to ask,
And I dared not to tell

"It wouldn't have happened had you listened,"
Another protest chimes in my mind

"My lady," a weary, coarse whisper I am familiar with

My heart drops,
My tears rushing its way out..

Relief washes over me.

You'll get two for flinching and a extra one for dodging.  

A hug for every stutter
handshake for every flutter
You'll get more than what I could ever ask for,  you're all that I need You're the only thing I bleed.    

It could be a distance even though in the same room I feel like I'm floating Even though I'm physically choking  

A kiss for every scar
A wink for every time you needed to think
A smile for every time you brought yourself in denial.
A smirk for every time you pretended to be a ****  

I thought things would stop I thought wrong even with my eyes this world I thought I'd leave behind.  
I want you to have what I can't.  
I want to feel the things that you're not supposed to.  
I want to hurt for you I want to hurt with you.  

It's inedible the incredible that I could find somebody to loathe somebody to crown somebody to dress  beautifully . Somebody that accepts themselves the same way that I hated myself.