ways of love.

you came
like the rain
without warning
then you are the sun
burns me
consumes me
and i to marry your warmth
almost like a shadow?

i stood
a woman apart
but you never walked over
and i am still standing

you could have made
a most royal subject
worn your amour
and charged your steed
you could have swept me
off your feet

instead
you wore your heart
on a sleeve
and asked for love
i could not give
so i tell you
a broken queen
wounded your pride
when i could not king

between us
there are bridges of words
your eyes could never burn

it isn't though
a lack of desire
to set up what is fire
but where lips touch
and hands meet
can never hope to reach

the loneliness beneath
the loneliness beneath

touch is not all
feeling at home with it
i've grown numb
to its call somehow

now
what hammers out
this perverse passion

to kill
to will

you in entirely

is love
is what its all about.