We were once larkspur in a field
We were once wind over water
We have always been mischievous embers
Press your brow to mine, dear one
Awaken the fiery serpent
Let me hold you like a fluttering dove
In my heart
My thoughts of you are suitcases
Set on a destination for a new world
I shall surrender naught of this richness
Any broken bits shall become my mosaic
Kiss me across the firmament
Hold me forever like the rose
Which keeps us
Bound in sacredness
If you shall forget my echo
Press yourself into silken raiment
With petals for sleeves
And slow dance me
Until we permeate
Every single
Dizzying breath
~Arkana Rose