You wrap your name tight around my ribs,
keeping me warm, a shield against life's jibes.
I've hoarded your name, savored each trace,
a dragon guarding its most precious space.
But if you'd asked, I'd make my ribcage your home,
a fortress where your spirit freely roams.
In chambers of bone, where you could rest,
safe in the cavern of my beating chest.
This love of mine, no words can fully convey,
it beats all words, all worlds, in its way.
Did you know my heart for you does pine?
A ceaseless ache, yet a feeling so divine.
Made for you, this much I am sure,
our souls entwined behind time's obscure.
In silence it screams, in stillness it sings,
this love that soars on mighty wings.
