Alchemic Verse

I will pluck every shard
From my mind
Your venom touch

No sleep, I want to hear
Pulls and pops
That tear the hush

Counting each crimson chip
Each small death
Punctures me pale

I offer each
A gentle kiss
A quiet wake
A silent wail

Time grew scars, tough and sore
Where softness
And delight reigned

Azure lights lost to gray
Each feeling
Fearful or feigned

I draw out your poison
Excise shame
Deep in my core

Or purging partially
Keeps me bound
Just like before

Awake I want to hear
Siren songs
Feel every part

I offer each
A gentle kiss
A quiet smile
A ready heart