A Fragile Strength in Question

 
In the spring of our new found love


Suddenly I feel an unseen weight in my cupped hand


I stretch out my fingers to the purpose of inspection


There in lays,


the power to hurt you


Delicately nestled hatch-ling sparrow


She sleeps here....


In the binding of gentle secrets


Streaming revelations confided of the soul bold enough to bestow


Into my valiant armor empowered with trust


There is a question in your look,


Are you concerned by the sprouting of rust?


This orb in my grasp,


could it be blown of thin glass?


A sphere forged to the ends of shattering



You feel steel in my chest


All this strength be used to protect


Which side of the coin am I?


Will I wring the life from your little neck


Is your devotion a charming song of true heart


Do you strum my tenderness in phantom rhythms


Does this gleam bathe in brooding tone of a rigid ruse unknown



Come to my abode this night,


We are to become one


Might we implode in languish before rising sun