if i were to sing
a song so sweet
that your heart cried
and your hands quaked
just like a real love story
you and me in a hole
of just ourselves
singing to each other
to make one sad with joy
if you were to touch
my body so gently
that i'd shiver all over
until i couldn't move
from the love erupting
out of your fingers
if we were to climb
above ourselves and
see the world
we'd breathe for once
in our short little lives
so fiercely we'd die
holding one another
in our small hole
dug out from a shell of
disbelief and
mockery