Fill the Chasms With Zealous Life

I can take your pain,
bond it to me, pull the ribbons tight
pluck me in the night
I will vibrate dissonance
and when the discord is torn,
weave a new tale.
I turn sludge into laughter,
still call you friend after,
want to talk about the seasons
stare into your eyes
ignore the chatter
of the room, your mind
our souls.
Come wander with me,
step into the shadows
hear the echoes falling off alley walls,
as we let the light of the night and moon
blind reason,
set one foot over the threshold
into the fairies ring
let this enchantment begin
place your hand in mine
your heart upon my sleeve
come along with me, love
from a place without end,
no competition, scarcity or shame
mirror with me in hope
hold me, inflame
for once in your life
stop being afraid.
Rise with me from
wells of knowledge
wash clean the surfaces
fill the chasms with zealous life
soften our boundaries
be moss on a river bank
grow an emerald carpet, rounded cliffs
jagged edges softened to the touch
take-up the mirrored light of affection
absorbing shadows into darkness.
What if it didn’t have to be either or
didn’t have to suffice with less or more
what if contentment is found in the in-between
the parts of love unseen
what if love is
what happens when we bleed
trust?