for my lover

Monday, December 22, 2008

of all the flowers that you pick along the way as you sing love and even devotion,

you call me the only flower, and i am flattered as usual, as i am the ear that hears you and everything
from the sigh of the woman and the quiver of another, i am the flower, the only flower it is a lie, but i love you, and will still love you my lying lover, i shall always be with you. come, let us not talk about truths for they shall always be there
lie with me, lie with me tonight the truths are flowers, and you are my only flower too,
with all your kisses, with how we make most of the nights, i, enclosed with your arms,
i, enrapture with your love, i, dissolve in the cinders of desire, i, lose myself in the lust of lusts, i love you, i love you, i set aside the truth you are inside my skin
and i am now
comforted