Amethyst - The Awakening

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