To James, My one true Unbroken Love

I can match your purity

and hide my eyes from your presence

your gaze once lust, now wonder

and merciful regret

do you pity or embrace me?

I can match your abstinence

and empty touches

but my passion is unmatched

still painting strokes of multiplying 

colors to rush and fill my vessels

of requittal, or true love unbroken

to dam the shores of inequity

I'm graced in your presence

you are a pillar inside me whom I ask God

to take this cup

if love is not eternal

why does my heart ache

present within the body yet absent

I still feel the same hunger