Fishhook

When I saw you Lately, My heavy heart did overflow.

It swelled up to meet my rib cage, And it screamed to be let go.

In reply I felt a tiny pin prick, as a silver fish hook shining,

Punctured chest and lung and brittle bone.

It came to find its resting place in warm metallic red,

on the left side of my breast, in my heart and Spinning head.

There it wound its wire so tightly, that it stole away my breath.

Left me gasping in the moonlight for the sweet poetic bliss of death.

For a time it made a nest there, As my moth like heart it beat for air.

A fluttering suffocation, a caress planted there with care.

Over night it tightened with a strangling grip, as softly we both slept.

Till one morning, With a tender tug, A coaxing gentle kiss.

It hooked itself a heartbeat from its hollow place of rest,

and my heart it found a new home beneath your warm and beating chest.