Untamed

 

Untamed

Love is not the gentle breeze of fairy tales
there are no happy ending with love untamed
but an unbreakable vow
melting skin from boney fingers
if we take our oath lightly and cast it out

A love so deep the gods themselves
cannot sate the yearning to be more than we are

It is not the love of neat little houses and routine
nor two point three kids and a tesla living in the garage

but the kind of love that makes demons blush
and mothers lift cars from children trapped beneath

Love demanding sacrifice, your life giving all
to live for hazel eyes seeing the heart of reality
piercing the veil of your darkest secrets
caressing sins and hubris and the child inside

giving strength by loving weakness if only
to ask more than you ever thought you could give

Love that knows mud and pain and sadness
seeing in your heart that you're no shining knight
but someone beaten and dirty
yet still standing in a world that has already given up

An untamed love to be both cherished and cursed
that can be your savior or damn you to hell
a love that tears the fabric of reality

but offers you your soul in return

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