I carried you for four years.
...and you, carried me.
I took your face, your heart
In my hands
As we exchanged willingly.
You would take my bags,
And heave them on your back,
A life's burden you always
Would bare
And I took your heart into mine,
A contract of shelter & care.
Something befell me, a trance and a trace
When I saw the pain I could cause
I promised then, with Angelic grace
I would protect you regardless of flaws.
And we danced and we danced
All night through, falling in your arms,
As Sinatra strew and through me across
You and I pittering our feet to his charms.
We were always unbroken,
stricken between two,
no matter the run or escape
Tied between, by an invisible might,
A flame of Two adorned by One made.
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