in the deep night if you cannot sleep
or at the crescendo of a panic breath
here is my voice, tinged with a smile
calling gently for my love, whom i know
it is not okay, this moment--i say
but this moment is not all that exists.
my dear, life is longer than it seems
and shorter than feared; it is exactly right
with the pains and the joys baked inside. see
how i love you now, your silent confidante
see my naked form within you: i am yours
as our season will belong to us, forever.
do not ask life to be what it is not; accept it
my darling, my sweet, my heart--be at peace
with all that life is, and was, and shall be
in your tears, recall joy; in fear, demand hope;
in despair, return once more to me, and i
shall set you upon me, absorbing your eyes,
wordlessly describe the wonder that you are
and drip my loving joy into your reservoirs:
for life is splendid, in seconds, and i choose
to remember first those shining marks
etched in happiness upon our twin souls.