Love Bleeds Its Deepest Red

"Absence diminishes small loves and increases great ones, as the wind douses a candle and kindles a bonfire."
- Francois VI Duc de La Rochefoucauld


I have found you, sweet girl
we must get lost
among the starry celestial fires where
you'll remember me
as the morning stars sing together
and the ocean waves bring us home


Ours was an army of angels
and all-not-yet-invented
where love bleeds its deepest red
with its tenderest mercies
and whispers heroic moonsilver
brilliant over our bodies
fierce with inhaled intent
and blissed panic.


It is us who moves the world
and us who will pull it through
not one heartbeat will we forget
with every measure of grace
we will escape into life
before our most brightest star forever
expires.


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Made of Stars

Tell me about waking where we were two horses turned loose,
running and running until we forgot we were horses
where we would teach each other all the things we forgot
and we discovered we were all made of stars

I need your grace as the earth needs the memory of rain
I will drink poetry from your lips and kiss your fire with mine
I cannot resist you as no mere human
can stand in a fire and not be consumed

I can sit all day wearing nothing but your kiss
I am drowning deep in your undertow
Tell me we shall be ruined by love
and tell me we shall never get used to it

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