Bravery

Which of you will come to me and love me outright?
A stream of lovers, a throng.
They want use of the temple without the worship.
Are not the two adjoined at the hip?
Intricately intertwined?
Would it were that I could wrench the two apart,
I would not.
For one should surely die for lack of the other.
Give me your poetry,
let it flow into me as mine flows into you.
One for one, two for two.
Do not hide your heart jealously away from me,
but open your chest and show me bravery.
I will pull mine out for you and we may compare grooves and hues.
I care not for scars, they only testify endurance.
If you have a shriveled black thing, I will lend of mine.
I will be your heroine and give you bravery to pump through your veins.
Love me now and forever hold thy peace.
That we may walk soft and sleep deep.