Could I tell this, my rapid-fire heart,
to slow down a beat; I don't think I would,
Because, somewhere far off, apart,
In the deep of my soul it too, feels good.
You feel good to me, like a shining sun.
We are like whetstones to one another,
and like blades all put together in one.
What ragged edges linger, you smother,
Until I am refined, new and polished,
And shining through, the dark lingering on you,
Stronger, the both of us, since we first kissed
And yet weaker, more vulnerable too,
And ever grateful, I am to be so,
Connected by love, I go where you go.