Blood On The Snow

Blood On The Snow

August 2019

jp

More here on our love and our war… and duel

Untruths… truth’s shadows crossing all our words in colours we only dream we understand…

So….

On a soft summer’s day…

We rise with impressions, because either you or I…

Have no way to listen or ever to know how…

Detail, like a flower smelled, a bee seen, a cut on our skin with razor pain…

Maybe might be how or even why

I love you…

Let me go from how this world was made for being here

Let me fly to where we all will go

All the strangers we have met

We see in their eyes the sparkle glean and suffering

Where time has no place

Here

Or

In my your heart

To listen how

We dream beyond this pool

Whether rich or poor or soul…

Shadows in our minds cross these forests skies whose air we breathe

Can we listen or do we

Neither rich nor poor nor knowing how

Because no measure in the swirling haze of morning’s dawn

From burning black blue to rising gold

How do I love you..

When I know it is all true…

Except the things I believe or think…

How this world was not never made and always was for me and you…

So I dwell on how I ragged am

And how the bloody stream of how I cut you red upon the coldest snow

And no repair will ever come

Because I know I am you are sweet beautiful and never will

Know how I’m sorry how

Spring comes and blood to the soil comes…

Who’s to make the perfect me for you

Though I’ll never know how to love you in your way…

Funny how I see around me

Nothing but

Morning mists my truck I drive from dawn I come to you

In our embrace glitter your eyes

Your belly swell where my hand dwells

Shimmering dance seduction no end and full of love

Driven to painful cold waters a pond you’ve only courage to walk step by step in…

And in you will come

And shatter lust

And lose a home

Where children die

They move back to stars

From a barren us…

Of all the things we believe…

Love you you another…
For none of this will stop us…
We shall love.