I bet you didn't think that I could write
That I was shallow, ruined by the fight.
I bet you didn't think that in my sight
You were a blazing harbinger of light.

I bet you didn't know that every plight
Hurt me as much as you. What could be right
In life if yours was a tormented night?
When I first met you, I knew that the site

Was holy ground. The slim chance that you might
Return my love, regardless of how slight
Propelled me. It was tormenting to bite
My lip and watch you bind your heart with tight

Cords to another, sailing like a kite
As eagles do at some exalted height.