I have loved you in the fire,
Where your voice was stiff like acid
Hastening to fuel my uncertainty.
I have loved you like a house of myrrh,
Embalming ghosted memoirs to stay placcid,
And simmer with low heat, waxen impassivity.
I have loved you in chaos,
Your apathy tingling my fervor, a symphony
Played for the deaf, a recipe for disaster.
I have loved you in borrowed hours,
Where midnights were allies , and honey
Dripped from your lips, from my eyes_laughter.
You love me now like a blood red moon
Trapped in the sky, beautiful but strange .
🦋