Metamorphoses

I am attached thus I care.
Care I do, thus it continues.
Affair here it stands and I see it balance itself.
Affair thence you lay, and I feel it meditate on my mind,
Affair there you sit, and I am loved as I needed,

What must I deign you, amour fatidique?
You sought me where I wandered not.

Secret poison lurked where eyes could not glom.
unfeeling fingers stretched deep into crevices,
Lacunae full of toxica,
wreckage and flotsam of storm clouds from a monsoon long gone,
Seeking ways for things to not be.
They sought my soul and carved a web of deceit,
Oh lies from my past, what secret poison art thee!

Love forlorn, had left me forgotten,
forever it was said, my heart would be a pole, a totem,
a story unfolding on features mystical,
those who gazed deemed it cursed,
Strode from it as barren moor.
Never for anyone as it was before.

Blissful thought thou weren't artful 'nough,
thy didn't dispel my fears, for I knew not what I was seeking,
but thou did, and thou whisper it, by and by.

Now myself, it stretches itself into arms that are tender to core.
whose very presence allays fears that, now, didn't exist.
The totem, it stretches to the skies, towering, looming and alone twas.
Now its arms outstretched, eyes shining, heart blooming,
a veritable feast of love, it stands tall, not solitary,
in Euphony with all.