you are a suicide
though rather sweet and loving
and welcoming
like no thing ever was
the supple buds of blooming orchids
the running river and its tender wave
a lover's letter burned to ash and fading ember
the end of things and rising of a lesser sun
loving, feeling, hearing soft silences in dark
and empty rooms and hallways,
sleeping, dreaming, never-ending,
a looming shadow and a minute gleaming shine
oh sing a song and borrow time
to dance and rain and love forever
get wet and change your clothes and love forevermore
to become a thing much greater than the mass
a single blade of grass, proud and tall among the seas
it is certainly not hope but fate, believe it
the simple beauty of how hands fit into one other
it's all within you
reach out into the burning evening sky and seek
its fire's warmth and fullness of a loving heart
we are born of flesh and blood
but there are stars that rest within the veins and lungs and eyes
that never shut
they sleep, caress your aching skin
your flesh and blood, heavenly sent,
believe it.
and when you fall and sink into the bedsheets
hear the song and see the dream
of mammoths in their endless, breathing steppe
and I will sink with you and never grasp for air
for all I need to breathe is here with you,
believe it.
you are a living crimson love
a string, a thread, a tapestry,
coursing through the veins of man
since first his eyes met fire,
believe it.
you are a breath of life
into a lifeless body,
adorned in moss and fungal growths
where frogs and snails dream pleasant things
and the echo of the wooly mammoth
and the steppe now buried long in time
believe it.
you are a pagan oak that stands so proud
and my body rests between your holy roots
bathed in the warmth of your canopy of leaves
and I drink your sap and sing the songs
of birds that sleep inside your lungs
and all is good
believe it.
you are a single life
so bountiful and pleasant to the heart
that I believe in life eternal
and wish it to be so
whenever you stand before me
your presence always felt
in the blushing of the sky
and in the tears it sheds
believe it.
believe it, for it so.