(are we) Guarded

I scare myself
(she said)
when I think too deeply, denying the walls and encumbrances held dear so long
to open the doors wide, dust the corners, and dragging feathers over fine china
darling-you are the only thing precious enough that I might
worry for breaking us if we continue to mishandle what is too fragile for words
and your heart-I was close to getting my
claws into-seems guarded-the castle
watched by half a dozen guards and their dogs, and you, well I believe you want me
more than ever but you will not tell me, no

So I scare myself
(she says to him)
half to death, no venue to pass over to you the depth and lightness of my soul
and this one thing I want more than any that I would claw you for it, scratch your eyes until they are
useless, and she, her dark skin, her caramel that is yours will remain yours, but I will be happy
if I only see that spark there in your eyes-that she can not have-if I hear you say sweetheart
once more-and I believe you because you are there for only me-until you are not

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