More than...

What you think is enough, it will never be.
I'm dumb in your care.
Breaking and reshaping.
Changing, but not.
Drained by your absence and swollen by your glow.
Resisting your nails yet craving your scars.
In me you'll be the sun of my perfect dawn, everyday.
And I'll burn and bleed like sinners unworthy to bask in your enamouring light.
Till you've scorched away this decaying shell of a man I've become
And reveal to me my perfect self in this imperfection that loves you.
My own.
My precious soul.
My life.
My death.
You are more than all of it.