Masochist

Staring from afar at her silent agony She mouths out words of pain. He cannot set her free The handcuffs pull relentless at her pale and fragile wrist Though her own heart holds her prisoner, her face had beauty kissed Sun spilled from Olympus, begged its' child to break her chains And two colossal pewter eyes refused to dry the rain . To shoulder twice her burden, be her oxygen would he; one thousand lifetimes over, just to hear her screaming free His tortured flower, five feet tall and forty feet away. Took all his heart to swallow that today was not the day.