She creeps out as if blood from a wound
First slowly, then without enough room to contain her
Yet again
Thorn and bud before the flowering
Thumb to stem and now I'm bleeding out
Yet again and again
If only I knew, darling
A stove is a stove is a stove and still I'm touching
The coils as they glow
Just like the bed we once slept in
The sheets clothed our skin
As we rose and fell
When a rose meant rising and a rising caused falling
And the falling meant we were touching
Yet again
Horizon eyes and freckled shoulders
Skin as if milk, lips bolder than aged wine
Never again
Days ahead veer off course
Quite unlike the curve of hips you bore for me
Never again or again
If only I knew, darling
How a truth is a truth is a truth and yet I'm searching
The spoils and scraps set loose
Within the minutes and moments
Existence once loaned us
As we rose and fell
When a rose meant 'I love you' and 'I love you' brought bloom
To the thorny stem as bud blossomed
Within I and you