As is

Let limitless lithe
And listless 
lingers simplest strands
If I tug on them will you feel it?
No 
I suppose you are not blazing 
Blistering blooms met my muster 
Melted molten leavings 
I fall to your heart beat
Warmth and scent make for vivid memoriam
Bring me before your altar 
Allow me to bend deeply 
Reflecting upon your pools 
For i have been 
Your sword cuts deep 
Wings so new 
Wet with life 
A withered bud beneath you fear 
Please free me from the cage of our past 
This heart for you is killing my joy