Choose

Choose

Your love is like a knife
That I did not defend against
Fascinated as I was by the blade
As it spun magic reflections
Of my life and everything I wanted
In your all-too knowing hand

Now it is stuck deep
Pinning my soul in my chest
As I stare at you in query
Magnetism of the blade
Holding us together
More than my eyes

The weight of the world
Focuses suddenly in its tip
Gravity of your decision

If you take it away now
My blood will carry me into death
No anaesthesia in aloneness
No glory in the cruel and cowardly cut
That such an act would mean

If we both choose to leave it
The pain will be the bite
That tells me I am sill alive
But crippled in the ability
To live vividly as myself

I am almost certain that would mean
Loneliness as well and tortured dishonor
No I am too warrior for that

Lover of the blade I have always been
And the deep dark taste of blood
I love as zealously as I live
Prouder to show my battlescars
Than to fear others reactions

No I think I will pull the blade out
As you are slinking in the shadows
And return it to you liekwise

Justice is greater when shared this way
For both of us must have been lovers of blades
Or you would not have been foolish this way

That is why you chose me