you better know what you are doing
with those words full of honey and light
you better have intentions of completing the truth
and finding me in a good life

oh you should kill me now
if all you ever have is just the same old same old
discontent, you should make her your wife
make her laughing into old age
capture the kisses of her youth while it is fleeing
love her and kill me with your kindness
on street corners and dark spaces

i will plant and live in my garden
building bridges between the life and what is
and is not, in the story live forever
killed by you and for your love i die not
fearless i live on to watch your life unfolding
and roses bloom in the wonder and the what if
with my friend beside me in my troubles and grief

to you my love
my heart goes swimming on the deep oceans
life in the compassionate way
discontent in your solitude
observing silences and tragedies
small delicacies and sweet words
they fall into the ears of young lovers
and my heart swims out to your
on the tide with the ebb and the flow
of the ruse and fall of your love
the grandness of a philosophy
of beauty and trust
but my wise old heart lives
under the clouds and weather of
suspicious truth with clarity
in a goblet overflowing, pouring with wine
i breath and sigh and wait
knowing the blindness and straight
arrow of desire
wondering what river i will live
and die in for the sake of this