Understand
Could you watch my dreams as
deconstruction jaws them savagely
to torn rags
before your eyes?
Would you understand, intervene,
gather them whole
with tenacity, with love,
with tender care?
For I cannot dance alone in wooded
glades beneath sheltering
crushed black velvet
skies.
Nor can I scale life's precipice,
bereft of footholds,
my courage rendered evaporate,
steam.
I will not grasp the purpose,
the meaning, if it is
rendered crematoria, marshmallow
and chocolate in naked flame.
I will not be a man who flies
upon the echo of dead thermals,
for my sole support,
companionship.
Understand that you, your love,
to me are all things,
everything;
that life without your presence
would simply
crash and
burn...
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