Part VII: Accepting

I gushed and gave
Homing her with wonder of why I hurt so heavily
She
Synergistic savior
Radiantly radial
A dainty daisy
Whispered
Smoothed my palm gingerly
Prying it to relax and endure an expanse
Strewn tools and mementos mixed
Blades of grass gravitated with gusts
Consuming them many mystic strides away from my crossed legs that linked with hers
Only the sun was worthy of clothing pride perpetrators
Leaves licked loose arches as she candied her candor
Claiming daunting analogical clouds the source of such suffering
Ones that I compulsively called for atop those treeless towers as rain ran into that vice of a vision as I screamed until my throat threatened drying save the blood that clogged it
Marrying that storm
Marring that potential with personal poison
Rage coursing until veins lost levy
Leaping from limbs
Limiting leisure
Teeth grinding until the chalk that was me choked me
Lightning lingered until my livid lips pressed to your floral face
Frustration flacks this meadow mating
I wear pelts of those punitive predators to armor myself from more agony
I sleep alone with varying locality to shove another slice of space between my resting body and your sly silhouette
I still clamp my fist until neglected nails nestle under crescent breaks in these calluses
Yet
The way you gaze into me
“Hold hesitations for the humored” you retort
After I let my tongue loose to lash and taint what we were sharing
To send you galloping and hating
Rather
You nuzzle the soft blades of your shoulders into my heaving chest
Lacing my lips with a longitudinal finger
Patiently anticipating a hurried heart to adapt an adagio answer
Subduing those knives that nicked lungs each gasp
Building those broken breaths until ours synchronized
Where you then smiled and I found those butterflies I assumed lost