Love, let me burn at the steak
brightly lit up as a testament
ashes carrying the message
into the air, into the ground.
Let those ashes spread to the eyes
and ears of thousands, absorbing our truth
specks of glittery remains land,
singeing our existence into skin.
Let them feel the pain of pretending,
of yearning passion suffocated.
Let me immortalize our love
in the soil I become one with,
sinking into the roots.
Searing pain nourishes the trees,
raised with distant memories
of fleeting touches and anticipation,
of nights crying alone carrying
weight only we could bear.
Let me decay with the knowledge that
you won’t have to bear it anymore
That maybe my blazing cries will signal
the ire of an entity out there screaming
for time and space to find a place for us,
where our souls could be intertwined
as our bodies couldn’t be.
as we were always meant to be.