the burning

And yes i have thought

The cut-clean and uncomplicated

And appearingly beautiful

Like castles and statues and gold

Are neat and pretty

But there's something else about

The way the sun curls itself

Into my lovers hair

And seeps through the window

Or the way he holds me

Like the colours of the day

Like the way ocean melts stone

And the mountain grows green beyond 

Sparkling and burning

With soul, sorrow and love

And theres somethings about the way

The world cuts itself

into the soil and rocks and us

and how it cuts and molds and cleaves

as leaves in all shades cover the ground

With colours of mint and forest and burning coal

And I am burning slowly as the world tears us down and wears us down

little by little

But let me be 

alive for now

For a speck of time

floating in the milkyway 

scattered across the sky