(For Alon and my Juliette).

My heart is aching.
My breath is hitching.
I cannot
Sleep.

Death and destruction
Avoiding construction
Parading depression
Ignoring obsession

I'm standing right here, shaded by their light,
He's on my left; she's on my right.
And it suddenly clicks, falls into place -
I am a slave to their eternal grace.

Their wings will protect me,
Their arms will embrace me,
Their voices console me
Their heartbeat revives me

I cannot imagine living without you, my dear
I will not imagine withholding my fear
Non-comprehending of my surroundings
Restraining myself to my own imposed bindings

Your presence sustains me
Your power surrounds me
Your courage secures me
Your wisdom inspires me

You give life to my thoughts, my lovely,
Curing all my illnesses so gently
Recovering my mental resignation
Surrendering to futile recreation

You thrill me
You joy me
You lead me
You show me

They are both my death and my salvation
He is my protector; she is my damnation
I cannot bear the thought of losing either
For my mind shall survive the loss of neither

They ascertain my spirit climbs
They forgive me all my crimes
They fill my consciousness with rhymes
They are my angels for all times