What will I do
With these affirmations of endearment
I wrote for you
If you won’t accept them?
Maybe I’ll stitch them up
Like a handmade quilt
Or use them
As a double umbrella
With room for another
Heart to hold
What will I do
With these affirmations of endearment
I wrote for you
If you won’t accept them?
Maybe I’ll stitch them up
Like a handmade quilt
Or use them
As a double umbrella
With room for another
Heart to hold
Covered in thick metallic plates
A shield against feeling
Anything —
Not even the persistent howl
For agency
For desires you decided had to die —
Knowing that cry within myself
I sensed it
Or maybe I saw it in an amulet
When I brought you to natural, warm waters
Sheltered between lilacs and willows
We submerged our bodies in the crystal reverie
And I called that voice forward
Breathing life into dormant dreams
Now,
Will you put down your arms
And listen to him sing?
Tranquil summer rosebud beneath
Our secret morning
Emerge, yellow sanctuary,
Make life soft like peace
Growing along barbed wire,
Her petals
Hold scratches, cuts, and tears.
Still — she continues
To expand
To seed
To live her Truth.
And for that —
She is beautiful.