Clockwork Love

I need you now
here by my side
before I utterly lose myself,
I am slipping away
watching my mind
slide right out of my grasp,
I need you to hold me
together.

Your craftsman's hands,
rough, rugged,
well used, with the smell
of the earth, and girt
beneath fingernails,
they mend things,
understanding
complicated, fragile
mechanics.

I am always on the edge
of breaking, my gears
eroding, I have been careless
in the past but you can fix
all my cogs and wheels,
you keep the keys
which wind my heart
back up.

Now, I feel something
beginning to spin off
the hinges, and the tears
I refuse to cry start to rust
everything inside.

I need you now,
to put me back together,
and keep me going
before it all becomes undone.