Choking.. coughing...sputtering and drowning.
Desperate I reach for something, anything...
The dark waters shattering...

My heart.. breaking in a million pieces... I have been abandoned.
Keelhauled off of a ship of a lover supposedly scorned...
There is nothing I can do but mourn.

Frantic, I paddle... long dark tentacles grasp my legs and start pulling me under.
In horror, I struggle to break free. Not wanting to be torn asunder...
Alone, all alone...



Then relief! As strong, steady arms pull me out. Your arms..
Your frost ridden eyes.. that firm gaze on me... as you hold me tightly.
I grasp for you, hold onto you... while you keep me from harm.

Slowly.. tenderly you pick up the broken pieces...
Carefully you put them, ever so gently back in their place...
Holding me gently... caressing my face...

How could I not fall for you? Though I tell my heart no...
I am not ready... not so soon..
My mind can not handle a new beau.

My heart, says yes. Yearns for you.. you have saved me...
My Prince of Thieves... Tender of Histories.. My Hero of Shadows...
I am your fiery orange rose...

Place me in that glass case you keep locked away deep in your heart.
There I will be protected.. like all your other treasures..
I will fill you with love, with pleasure.

You wanted me, you had to have me... well... darling...
You have finally caught me.

Penned by my hand on the 8th of Mayan, in the year 826 AF.