Darken

I hear you call out and I give chase
To your aid is the goal I race
You sit there bound up on knots
And I give pause lost in thoughts
How to approach the enigmatic
Not making it more problematic

With sword I could cut your free
Quick and messy that would be
To undo each and every bind
Would leave me no peace of mind
The twists and turns taken
Leave sores that leave you shaken

I try best to deflect you broody quips
Yet they sharpen my replies to sour tips
I think briefly to let you work alone
In one look you cut to bone
If I left now I would never return
By that time you could burn
Leaving nothing of what had been
And in my mind a painful din
So I endure
And pull you with demur
Uncertain of what strand may brake
Knowing that you I would not forsake

 

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