Blessing

Blessed be your silence
and all the tales it births,
the flowers in my garden,
the bodies in my earth.

Blessed be my tears
and all the floods they make
to summon up my fears
from underneath the lake.

Blessed be this heartache
and all the walls it builds
to make you climb the mountain,
to make me drop my shields.

Blessed be our loving
and all the light it shines
to get us through the darkness,
to read between the lines.

Kiss me

With every layer of skin you shed,
With every word to be unsaid,
With every prayer you uncast,
You burn the story of your past.

With every ragged bone you break,
With every crumbled step you take,
With every liberty you vow,
You birth the story of your now.

With every moment that goes by,
With every sun that leaves the sky,
With every heartbeat, every breath,
You're getting closer to your death.

And even though you know all this
You still get hungry for one kiss,
You still refrain and play your part,
You still get locked outside your heart.

With every kiss that you refrain,
You burn, give birth and die again.