and I send the seeds of you
down the well of me

and long ago flowered
in my sunlight, forever

made into a crown
beneath it moonlit strands
and never fail

your vines grow my limbs
never to be pruned they
will be forever green

if this love is a jungle
may you guide my feet

if this love is an ocean
I pray your heart to
carry on to my waves

if this love turns into lines
make it a circle please

I know what it is to speak of
forever, I know what it is to be
in the puppet's sleeves

but in your eyes,
may I forget all of these.