You will not find me
in arms
or in tears
left without
a timeless
beauty with sexual
overtones
or undercurrents

You will not find me
naked
in arms
or in tears
left within
an old wrecked
unsymbolic hearse,

You will not find me
armored
in arms
or in tears
left gutted
in the field
without sword and shield,

You will not find me
burned
in arms
or in tears,
beyond diguise, broken
shattered, flames
pouring from my eyes,

You will not find me
chained
in arms
or in tears
without thoughts
of loving you
struggling to survive
as my mind is
enshackled by
the demons,

You will not find me
attentive
in arms
or in tears
as my tongue
explores every
inch of your skin
tantilizing and erotic,

You will not find me
in your arms
but in my tears,
as I search
for what my soul
holds unto dear
I keep you near,

You will not find me
in arms
or in tears
unless your soul
tells us so,
then perhaps
we will join
arm in arm
tear in tear
heartbreak in heartbreak
joy in joy
love in love
body in body
soul in soul
mind in mind
death in death