There were hidden love notes left
and I've taken them all down
so you don't have to fear
running into my love.

Like a child
you sleep
worriless and innocent
fist under cheek
breathing sweet
baby's breath.

I look at you,
and you are twelve again,
before time took her from you
before he betrayed you
and I only wish you
this peace.

My tears
can't save you
but I hold you near
in them
like a child.

A bright beacon of hope,
A window to eternity,
A pride-inducing hope,
A lustful desire.

My brown-skinned dream
Coalesce my fever screams
Take the holy remedy
Bring me to my knees

All that is, once was, will be
And she can sing me
Sweet to sleep
Into finally-peaceful dreams

Disintegration
to
Reintegration

I'm the fruit you left
to die on the vine
so don't be surprised
when I don't give you my time.

And suddenly
I'm looking forward
again.