What lovers do
Take you to a place
That has made them
A temple, a garden, a lake
Where they know they belong
And again to sing along, that beautiful song
With you.
What lovers do
Take you to a place
That breaks them
A curse, a pain, a stab
Where you could hold an umbrella in the rain
And they could slowly close their wounds again
With you.
What lovers do
Take you to a place
That has their heart
Their art, a poem, a magic card
A craft that consumes their being whole
And all they do is talk to their soul
With you.
What lovers do
Take you to a place
That has their mind
Their office, their work, the coffee
A project that consumes them all
And they can justify the relevance of it all
With you.
Let lovers do
What they do
No one else can live and die
As many times as a lover decides
To see life and death as an insufferable joke of time
And to laugh, despite, while still alive
With you.
-Al