The (un) known

When the sudden shiver strikes
And tears gush out like a wild flood,
Merciless unknowingly and merges with the drain as I stand beside the river.

Beholding crumbling faith  to hold a failing heart,
Threats of hope arrive in great valour
To bring down the broken?
Or to burn them away?

A tender smile I try as I quiver
Ways have made me wander with you, I said.
Palace or a dead plateau, the magical or the mundane,
You still follow.
Mulling over your might, innocuous yet
I still swim, drowned not, while fighting for whiffs of breath.

Pace of grace you seem to move me in
Despite your soft treachery
Wonder if my wrath is wrapped up in your invisible lap,
Staying yet not slaying.

Kindness flashes like a kaleidoscopic peep
The light that soaks me up yet sucks me in
Delighting at every sting of my own venom?
Pain you maybe but poised I keep
The foe you are and the friend you become.