In Love

I will leave you after you are saved in love,

return to the dams that caved in love.

Let me nurse the pain, flood the ache, pour it like wine into rain.

No — free me, but only little. I want to hurt, be enslaved in love.

The battle is lost, what do I do with the enemy’s map?

Every rose, ocean, blade you gave I braved in love.

Krishna, a sapphire of infinity, loves all men’s wives — who can 

blame beauty for desiring mirrors? Even God is depraved in love.

Have you ever loved anyone enough to leave yourself?

I sang, awoke, wept, cleaned — hell, even shaved in love.

Thunder has lost its light, lightning its passion to punish.

No bones remain to be rattled in graves once paved in love.

Kisses begin in tongue, end in teeth — you confuse mercy 

with revenge. Even your curses, Shannan, are engraved in love.