Torn Apart

Kneeling, raising my heel
In you I saw an achilles
That love had ripped, Torn

You asked for my all

All that I could give 
Which you did willingly
You helped me mend psychologically
And I returned the gesture physically
And healed your heart eternally 
Pain Torn from our flesh
Secret words, hidden meanings
That only we could translate
That only we could amputate
You cut out my heart
Gave me yours in place
Keeping mine to heal
In your beautifully formed good grace 
The sweat of our endeavor 
The rusted old chains it was time to sever
To one another, we are weakness
Vulnerable and exposed
To one another
We’re pleasure, pain
But healing together 
We’re whole again 
Written by Beauty and her hot-as-hell Beast 

via Daily Prompt: Torn

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