My Excalibur has always hung
    The more care for you I found
    The less precariously
Held by hope
    One of two
No one holds the hope I hold for you
    Your joy

        That I would Be
        The One
        To share all that

A blinding declaration
    You had promised
You found The One!

The most intense joy filled my heart
As the sword fell
    From the lost hope
Piercing more deeply than any before
    (None has ever been so, before)

The very care that held it
Narrowed it's wound
Yet deepened it's sting

Will my heart dissolve this cruciform

Must I disencumber this myself
Or will another
Who will hang it once again