Twisted

She has me

Wrapped around her finger.

Like a band of gold,

Setting the seal

on a promise

of love undying.

The setting

for a deep blue topaz.

Our love,

forever bound tightly

by cords, twisted

from

strands of;

our first meet here,

our first kiss there,
our first trip here,

our first fight there.

strands of

my first vision here,

and your first dreams there.

Spun together

with the wax of

unfailing trust.

She has me

wrapped around her finger.

and what a  place to be,

the seat from which

a victor is declared

when the gods of love do battle.