What Lovers do

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