Will end with thee!

Where thou questions my love for thee
Where the love I have for myself is less
Where thou doubts my faith
Where I have dared become my self for thee
Where every corner I turn is watched with thy doubting eye
Where I guard all so as to slaughter thy enemies
Where I trip over the injurious fragments of thy interrogations
Where in all my past I have not adored before you
Where all my histories remain in silence
Where the histories that have been written in my passage
Will end with thee!

RC