Love Poem

I hear the crack
as you retract 
your bloody boot
from my battered side
I lie in awe 
of how you love me,
whimpering,
squirming like dying,
I am crushed
I bleed,
I weep:
how much you love me;
I wipe my soul
from your soles
and gear for you again.
I gun for your affections,
the way you love me--
smiling while I'm
way down there
bracing for another hurt,
whipping my lips
to an eager smile
anguished eyes finge
bilssful love.
Muscles tense
breath is held
you kick the lying dog i am
and when I'm over
you're through with me
and I smile at you
gracefully--
how you love me
descend to me
and bind my gashes 
valiantly.
Nurse at me and heal
the wounds you fit in 
perfectly.
Sure me up, you're
kissing me:
the way you fix
your love for me.