Persipan For Marzipan

Everything was just fine an hour ago! You brought me in and poured me some tea "I'll just avoid it"—and kept everything concrete Drawn out conversation. Scared of the sound of my own voice! We talked, but I was so idealistic, I nearly missed it. That subtle glance, sly and ill-perceived. Did it boil my blood, no. It nearly had my deceived. If I were a lost boy, you had the map. You led me in circles, with my foot in a trap. Like twisted fibers, your limbs wrap around, Intertwined: a make-shift shield against that which we cannot see. The new shapes create an untouchable terrain, Peaks and valleys: your chest as you breathe. Everything fond is now distant and replaced by fissures and quakes! They'll testify, it's not the earth below, But they'll know your irreverent shakes. Of course, your words may change, My body may sway, but remember there is nothing new. These things you've seen, Though dangerous they seem—fear not, the Light is with you. Just like the birds migrate, We try to escape our fates: A bear trap I've fallen in time and time again! The wounds give me a second chance, And I give You a second glance, as I become ensnared again.