Lovers.

What am I going to do with you?

Knowing that you love me while

I specialize in love for all worlds

I touch skin and fall in love over

One hundred times per day, so

What would you do with me all

Wrapped up in all the world —

There would be no point in me

Reminding you that I’m here to

Love you — to see and to hear

To smile at and cry for and let

Sleeping dogs lie for — scared

That each time a stranger finds

My eyes that you’d lost me in

Their world. It’s true – I would 

Be in love with them. But don’t

For a second think I am ever

Gone. I am here until you care

Not and banish me from your

Eyes. Even then, I can’t speak

For how long I might whisper

In your sleep and the rush of

Blood in your ears flows from

My love for you. Human, ever

A human I cherish – you are

Your own and I am made of

Love. Stay a while and sleep

On my chest – listen to this

Strength and tenderness in

All our fear. Dream of dark

And cool reds and flowers

That only bloom at night —

My core is warm enough to

Heat that nervous chill from

Reckless thoughts of loss –

I’ll be here when you wake.

I’ll be here when you wake.

I’ll be here when you wake.