I wear it on my arm as a symbol of our love,
I admired it and you gave away a part of you to me.
Your style, your flair, your elegance
bounces against veins pumping blood to my metaphorical heart, always.
A symbol of healing, of patching things up...
a bandaid of the heart, the soul...
I will be your white band,
I will soak away all that pain, that hurt, that anguish.
The doubts which arise like when Tigger fucked an ostrich,
Bouncing out the sand with rapid realisation.
But have no fear, I will vanquish the Sinestro of the soul.
My Green Lantern ring is charged by the lantern of love
that resides eternally within us.