For My Love

Find a way.
Take the flesh and flay
A soul wants to be set free.
Smear as much blood as will flow over the debris.
Make it an oath, a signature, a bond for you.
For me it is a ritual that has a value.
And time like the child it is, will leave scabs to be picked at.
In their cold climates no one else has seen that
You’ve been playing with fire for so long
It’s had you bathed in burns and broke you because the flames were too strong.
It hurts that I have been immolating for as long as I can remember.
Soon enough I would only be a smoldering ember.
Broken even more apart dwindling in the dusk light
Until there is nothing left to be seen in sight.
Yet she steps into me, singeing her hair, scorching her hands and searing her heart.
And I am so scared that the end will start.
The heat howls around her.
Questions rise up hissing in my ear, will I be your saboteur?
Her grip is suddenly tighter now and it holds me together.
Our veins entwined, snaking around each other creating a tether.
It is that blood in mine own as your veins encompass every part of my beating chest.
So that something as simple as your kiss causes me to be blessed.