I've seen your aches and scars,
But darling,
Forget what belongs to time for me;
I will forget them too.
And together we'll put them in little bottles
And set them out to sea
To let the ageless waves and the endless depths
Swallow them, whole.

falling

If what I show my love to be
In your hands burns like scalding iron,
Release me; don’t hesitate for a moment.
For in that distance between your heart and ground,
Falling is but a recourse for me.
Had we stayed much longer
Those mad, mad winds of mine
Against those stone, looming walls of yours—
Which one would first fall?