(are we) Guarded

I scare myself

(she said)

when I think too deeply, denying the walls and encumbrances held dear so long
to open the doors wide, dust the corners, and drag feathers over fine china--
darling--you are the only thing precious enough that I might
worry for breaking us if we continue to mishandle what is too fragile for words
and your heart-I was close to getting my claws into--seems guarded--the castle
watched by half a dozen guards and their dogs, and you, well I believe you want me
more than ever but you will not tell me

So I scare myself

(she says to him)

half to death, no venue to pass over to you the depth and lightness of my soul
and this one thing I want more than any (that I would claw you for it, scratch your eyes until they are
useless) and she, her dark skin, her caramel that is yours will remain yours--but I will be happy
if I only see that spark there in your eyes--that she can not have--if I hear you say sweetheart
once more--and I believe you because you are there for only me-until you are not