To the one I love, I could not do it without you. All those nights of deep conversation untangling the knotted chain on which I wear my heart. It took patience and time as sometimes it would have to be put down, only to return to it another day.
Rested, with new light and steadier hands lungs filled with a breath of calm, with dialed-in focus another knot has come undone. Creating the needed slack so there is more space to work. More slack comes with the lack of self-degradation
as the,
dialogues of self-love tempers the metal
link by link
kink by kink
cooled by air
now resistant to deformation.
Made to last and endure the test of time
Worth now reflected in the self
ever supporting the one I love,
Me