Symbiosis

I will give to you my red heart,

If you will give me your dark soul;

I know that you will not be perfect,

I will bruise myself on your freedoms,

Be cut against your sharp edges.

And I know my flaws will cleave to you,

They will clot around your uniqueness;

Without meaning to I will change you.

But if I feed you, can I keep you?

I promise a lifetime of blinding obsession,

I am well-versed in passion.

But I can promise as well that I will always have your back,

Thick or thin, rain or shine;

And I can promise that we will grow old and soft and warm together.

Picture credit/discredit: author's own work