A Light

If you could speak

And let this be addressed to you

Would you, quietly

Whisper the words: “I love you”

Stunning the world with its eloquence

For it has never been said

Every time it leaves

Your lips

Escaped vowels having dripped

From the succor of gods

Wanton syllables

That should have thunk twice

Before cascading down

Like myrrh

And yet, it befits you so

The way you speak it

Like a fact experimentally proven

Like science

It is something you know

Having reasoned it, quite

You fancy it is safe to say

Circumscribed in the meaning

You had accorded it

A prize heralded, and yet

You whisper it so

Like a secret told to

Nobody but us, the state

Of things in your heart

Which we can only divine

Because nobody knows the

Future, save all that is

Really past

Which memory fails quickly

Enough, so each day crawls by

Like a heavenly scroll unfurled

And you, a changeling

The one whose hand I still cling to

The one who comes to me

The one who finds himself near

And in flickerings