Love, i
cannot recall
the leap, nor the fall
the bitter feel of the cement on my teeth
and it has slipped my mind
,not the risk but the time,
that gravity's envy brought us to our knees.
and i always forget
whether it was you or i
who kissed the other and pointed to the stars
then whispered their love
(and hushed tones of regret)
for each of the others scars
and, Love, was i the one
who broke from the kiss
and you the one who led us to
the edge of the roof,
and was i afraid
to do what we'd planned to do?
Love, i
cannot recall
the leap nor the fall
only your hand refusing to let go.
Nor can i forget
the fear in your eyes
as our lips graced the ground far below.
Love, i know not
what happened then
for i woke in a world of white
and angels met me with silver wings
and told me i had lost my life.
so i begged to know more,
but they would not speak
only lead me to a place
where i met the one they call
Jesus
and cried at his beautiful face
and, Love, i asked then
to know of the man
(of you)
of my heart, my lover
but tears met his eyes
and he looked to the skies
saying, "He rests not in this place, but the other.."
Love, i
cannot recall
what happened then
for my world, it seemed to blur
and of the angels
and Jesus
and Heaven,
it's lovely rhyme was naught but a whisper.
For if what he spoke was true
eternity without you..
No, those words i shall never say
i would rather brave the fires of
the other place
then be in paradise without you.
Love, i
cannot recall
the leap nor the fall
the bitter feel of Hell in my bones
and i always forget
whether it was you or i
who found the other and sacrificed their soul
then whispered their love
(in hushed tones of regret)
waiting for time to slow
to a meaningless pace
as we burned in this place
together, empty, but whole from the fall
i'd wait in turn
for my time to burn,
but, ohh, Love, does it
even burn at all?
Please, speak, Love,
for i cannot recall.
No, now it seems
i cannot recall..
