when she loves somebody
she welcomes him
from her eyebrows to elbows

until he starts to change completely
afterwards he becomes offensive
more or less you know the story:
completing his missing parts
enduring the injustice
consuming her patience
struggling with him and
being accompanied by bleakness

when she loves somebody
she owns him
from his eyebrows to elbows

between them, you know, the thing
that is easily consumed and never frustrated.