We love so lonesome;
within these minds
detached no common
no common signs,
no love of myths,
nor bards before,
no future even;
this love beholds
for held are weathers
held is time,
we breathe into fires
no gods could defy;
for what loneliness speaks
more stories than this,
more words in a kiss,
more bloddy than His;
may we strangle beliefs;
like prison of loving
or cages we've hidden
for secrets we're stabbing;
like crystallized mirrors
of pieces into flesh,
into heartbeats of a fear
no forgiveness could fetch;
but melt in my lips
dissolve in my warmth
I'll breathe nothing but heat
where your poetry charms;
for we love so lonesome;
within these minds
where there, the universe
us, poets find.
