I want to love you loudly but
Not like a gunshot. Avalanche
Could cut it, at least in
Strength and power and you
Know I’m coming and you
Can’t escape. I want to love
You warmly. No more
Mountains or dead cold. The
Constant ocean crash. An
Ominous enveloping of
Cicadas. What brightness you
Bring to my life. But light is
Silent. I will be a song, deep
And earthy, humming beneath
The topsoil. A harmonic
Rumble in rubble. Bombs
Create silence after striking.
We’ll create life in noise and
Light. Nothing can stop the
Inevitable. Peace is found in
Birdsong. The birds in my
Ribcage fight for freedom.