She and I

In a conversation in my head
He asks
Do you feel threatened by Her?
I say let me see.
Eyes closed I look
Inside of me
It is empty
And indestructible

I find a small part
It is undeniably me
Oh shes threatened alright
Could give a long list of reasons
To do with linguistics
And boldness
And danger
And testosterone
We could play this game
Til emotional exhaustion
There might be kicks in it
This could feed my addiction
Oh yes, prime food for it.

Lovingly I choose to starve it.

Deeper and all around I see
I can not be threatened.
I can not be crushed
Not with a million tons
I is empty
And indestructible.
I is presence.
I just is.
I only wants the best
I only takes the best

Could She ever threaten the relationship?
What is "a relationship"?
Moments of presence on a string
If we're able

Anyone can threaten a little frightened child.
But not in the presence of I.