DOTREXFLAME
Eternal - as long as mortal i am
Hardened - when passion and calm,
once cast in stuck shape of feathers and tar,
strong enough became, to call it my home .
Lithe is a word to adjust ,
both heart and shaft that i hold .
One , locked in a flesh chest.
The other , with fidelity forged…
Two edges of the same blade
serve equal case that i am made.