Love Song
If this were a love song
Instead of just you and I
Two uncertain people
Just now learning to dance
Instead of just you and I
Stumbling over each other in half light
Instead of just you and I
Taking steps tenuous as a baby
Not knowing
Where
How
If
To begin
If this were a love song…
There would be no questions to answer
No answers to question
Just an immutable rhythm
Like the heartbeat of a new child
In the warmth of the womb
It would be instantly understood
And completely inexplicable.
This would be the music we hear
In our heads while dreaming.
If this were a love song
Everything would be right with the world
Gardens would overflow
With lilacs and tigerlillies
Thunderstorms would come when called
Like obedient pets
The sky would be our canvas
And we would trail our art behind us like
cigarette smoke.
If this were a love song
Summer days wouldn’t be quite so hot
They would be for picnics,
Staying in bed real, real late
Leisurely afternoons of drinking lemonade
Naked
It would always taste sweeter that way.
We would find the silent beauty
In the simplest things
We would dream impossibilities like children.
And somewhere, someday
On a back porch in the rain
We would dance barefoot to Nick Cave
We would be graceful
Even when we stumble
Your breath would be like bedtime stories
On the dampness of my skin
And we would dance
As if we had been born with
The knowledge of these steps
And of each other.
As we fall together,
Collapse into lovemaking
We would evolve into more than ourselves
Becoming this music.
O baby, imagine it.
If we
were a love song…
We
would be soft melodies
Intricate
harmonies
With
just enough tension underneath
To
prickle the skin…
Yes, if somehow we
Were to become this love song
We would be wild
Ablaze with the ephipanies of ten thousand lovers
And we would be played at weddings
For thousands and thousands
Of years to come.
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