I want to love you like the monster loves a flower

disarming as a bird flying backwards

and my heart is a pomegranate

and how long have I ached for your hands on my stomach?

I want to love you like the monster loves the flower

Tenderly

I want to know you like the clock knows the hour

I want to see you with both my eyes forward

In the fields of rye and up in the rafters

Hungrily

And oh to know the nape of your neck;

It would be the length of my whole self

To swoon if for to stretch beneath a fleshy ground

Peacefully

Into a blood red sea

In the wax of a whale

Meet me down there, deep down

Where I am dark and pale

This longing I inherit, how it makes me shameful

This armor how I wear it till I can no longer

And all the while in your blue so sallow

As bitter as the snake that craftily crallows

On the cracked tongue of the quake in the shadows

Silently

I am a ribcage, I'm a sailor, I'm an arrow

I am a monster with the wings of a blind sparrow

And I want to touch you like the seed touches the soil

I want to hold you like the milk holds the spoil

Sing to me

Cling to me

And what of this cacophonous-these broken strings?

And what of this, the blood red kiss, the beast in the sea?

I'll hush it now and I will sing it songs to put it to sleep

And leave it there without a care that it might know a dream.