Until my lilies fizzle away,
May you wither beside me?
Admiring spring's lively ember,
Howling upon downy December
Until ashes tear my bones,
Shall we dance along stars again?
Thread ourselves below velvet strings,
Dreading, we stand on paper limbs
Until breeze steals my whispers,
Let's bleed thorns upon our verse
Knitting pain off our groggy hearts.
Barring our opinions on another's art
Until my bitter shadow abandons me,
Taint "I love you's" within my ears
Take my hand, stake it beside the moon
Brush your whims upon my wrinkled tune,
Until my ashen whispers wither too,