Marriage of Dysfunction

Ah you and I; such an unfathomable affair, So contradictory to logic and reason and safety – In being together we have thrown all caution to the fickle winds, We have bound ourselves together in a marriage of dysfunction And yet at the heart of it is the sweetest love, Preserved like a mosquito in amber, pressed between our palms… In every move we make, every breath we take, the love is there It is in the reassuring metronome of your heart beneath my ear As I rest my head in sleepy submission upon your chest It is in the butterfly kiss you plant amongst the strands of my hair, A small but tender deposit of love, Glistening like fairy-dust on the crown of my skull And it is in the tender tracery of your fingers on my skin, As you sketch whorls and whirligigs along my arm, Mirroring the tangle of blue veins just beneath the surface… It is this love, intangible and insecure as it is, that keeps us strong – That keeps the breath sighing through our saddened lungs And though we may face the darkest times two people may suffer; And though the specter of death hovers between us, An avenging angel with a silver sickle shining in his hands – Still, the love holds its ground; a slender bond of steel, Hanging between our hearts… Keeping us together - Keeping us alive…