My Lady To I, I To My Lady

As she turned, I saw that her back was scarred, beaten, fresh bruises,
I whimpered in pity, but don’t pity me she said,
No, never, my Lady, you are of strong will,
Her eyes to mine,
My heart is shattered, no thread can fix,
Even if it was possible, I do not want it anymore,
My Lady, you feel great sorrow and I, who have no right to say,
Want to heal you, by touch, such a touch,
I cried, such agony as a witness,
No, my dear, whatever you believe,
No matter how much faith and hope,
You cannot heal what does not want to be healed,
I care for you, my child, but such things can’t be repaired,
You have brought me joy and peace of mind, that I can’t deny,
But no matter of the amount I cannot love you as you want me to,
It will never be fulfilled, never completed and I cannot give you such
For you deserve more than anything, anything that I can give,
Deny all you want, but you know within and without,
My lady whispers now, harsh and hoarse,
Screaming inside but the after effect is there,
Teary she is, never before have I seen her cry,
I reply,
I will be happy with ever you can give,
With ever,
As long as you have me, my lady,
A smile forms on my lady’s face, sad,
But a smile of pure emotion nonetheless,
I will have you as you have me,
For all eternity