You and I

Let's run away together. We'll build a little cabin in the middle of nowhere; we'll dance to the glow of a campfire at night, and I'll hold you close while the stars wink at us. Nothing will harm or touch us; we'll be dead to the world.

I'll cook you breakfast, and you'll laugh at my feeble attempts to pamper you. We'll sit in our favorite spot near the edge of a magnificent mountaintop while we hold our breath until sunrise. Gamboling in the fields and bathing in the quiet streams is where you'll find us. See us under the weeping willows, consuming our passionate and undying love. I'll plant a soft kiss to your delectable lips under the sky's tears.

I'll call you my dearest; you'll tell me that I'm your only one. My red rose, delicate as a velvet petal, sweet as honeyed wine, soft as silk. Enchantress, dance for me. Pierce my soul with your desirous gaze. I only ask to love you, to serve your slightest whim. I'll catch your tears in a vial of understanding, your burdens I'll bear on my shoulders. I am privileged above all to call you my sweetheart, none know you as I do.

You make me sing to the high Heavens. I go crazy with love, I dance and throw my head back and twirl, drop, and raise outstretched hands in thanksgiving. Your love is a symphony so complex and stirring, it lifts and moves me, it transports me into a world so perfect, a world at peace. Each melody is sweeter than the last, with harmonies strong and compelling.

The day I collapsed and you fell, I've regretted ever since. Your plaintive face spoke of betrayal, your quivering lip tugged at my heart-strings. I couldn't face you, so I walked away, taking with me every beautiful thing we shared. I moved into a grey world created by my pride and condemnation, letting my visage pale and my heart blacken.

But you so faithful and true, held high a torch for me, though your arms ached and your legs gave way under you; you clung to the hope that I would look your way someday. You knew, you knew that my eyes could not resist your light. I saw your torch and I ran to you. I stumbled, limped, crawled and dragged myself to you. You held me close while my bloody body stained your gown and painted your lips a deeper shade of red.

I reached deep inside and retrieved my heart, washed clean by your tears. "Don't break this," I whispered. "Never again," you echoed.

We'll live in our cabin again, where in it's main room, in a little wooden box, sit our hearts side-by-side; inseparable, bonded for all eternity, companions for life, beating as one.