Watch me As I gather your limbs In a roundabout Your aching form. You lay yourself back on the soil, Expecting it to take you Back to the hollow world Of your heart, without something to fill That nest, That void I could never avoid. I will be there. I will fix the flaws That have wracked your bleeding state. I will forge The cure from the fire Leaving love to drip from feathery wings. You are as beautiful, As you remain as beautiful, As when I first laid my shimmering eyes Upon your halo-less head, With your golden face, Among your burning gaze. Love is a dream, The meadow's gleam. It is The place I search to find you In the wilderness Of my choosing. I stumbled To see your eyes, I quiver In sight of your cries. Let us dream To last ourselves the forever We need to be.