and elect to see,
while yielding a martyr's nerve
that peeks through frowns,
her words that grant this heart to grieve
in the honest beauty I observe.
By candlelight,
shadows bound the guarding walls
that surround my room;
my tears disembark
to salt my shivering lips.
I pause for desired silence,
'til a normalcy resumes.
To wax joy
in where doubt and death compete,
I prove to be a scent to breeze
wherein my prowess evades an ego;
you slowly nurture,
tried and true,
this most humbled man
you easily bring to knees.
Beautiful, beautiful girl,
seed and protect
my most delicate of dreams!
