Amethyst

Look away
My precious one
The weight of hurt was fed
to those you feared
Turn away
My only one
Trapped inside my head
you seem to be
Is life worth living
without your body against mine
Is the air worth breathing
without your tiny hand in mine
Is my life worth fighting for
without your arms within mine
Oh is the Amethyst
or is the weight of bliss
And the taste
of your tender skin
leaves my senses scattered
on the titles
And your touch
like compassion’s interim
hold me when the dark
claws at my side
like your kiss
your kiss