Embrace

Broken glass 
	within my clasp.
Courageous glances
not lost chances
	I bleed
red ichor
	then
hazel moonbeams
	and I heal
your gaze
	gems of moonstones
I falter 
my heart betrays me
my glass - diamond
my hands shower you
	diamond dust
swept up in a rose
revived at your touch
	red of my feelings 
	white of their purity
through rings flow unbridled
	purple passions
	a thorn pricks my palm
	your hand closes the wound
	of now and then

two infants cradle each other
	in the peace of the night
together as one from birth.