My heart is a tumbling stone,
rolling fast towards you.
I wind the clocks forward by hand,
hoping time favors us,
and our time is due.
My blood trickles thick through my veins,
like sap from a tree.
And I’d let you cut me open,
so it could flow freely,
right out of me.
Roll around in baby’s breath,
and feel your hands claw down me.
The imprints of your lips, tattooed inside my body.
I’d probably love you through a hurricane,
And this country’s greatest of wars.
I’d crawl to you bleeding,
And still give a smile as my last task.
Ask you do you need anything,
And kiss your lips the last.
I’d sell it all,
follow you to the ends of this sad planet..
To only find out,
you left the day before,
and my wait would go on,
But I would wonder….
I’ll free myself from ties,
give you what you’re asking.
You give your love to me in full,
and that’s where the waiting dies.
Finally then will you spend your life with me,
hold my hand the whole way through?
Tell me that I’m beautiful,
while I take care of you?
I’ll always love you more each second,
I promise, never less.
As long as at the end of this,
We will, together, take our last breaths.