An Arabesque

An Arabesque


An arabesque shot through my heart,
A cardiac cave where I dance,
Dance like death,
She who dares cares,
She cracks from the pressure of a thousand bricks,
I touch the tips of the icy mist,
I see imps. Elfin sparks whiz through the cracks,
The arabesque, a trinket to me,
Dance, arabesque I bid dance,
Well I see a gloomy sky and it won't give a second chance,
Someplace I lay my home, someplace I lay my hands,
Who was I to let you fly?
The pulmonary prison, the wide open, the broken,
It was I, myself, who scarred the wrists,
When I stopped, looked, listened and then saw you,
It's true.
Sugar from your lips, shrivelled, flying free,
An arabesque stitched into me