How to bleed, How to scream, How to hold on Until the breath catches hold of the fire To fan it into life's drama. How to love While wings catch the spark, Thus, to leave the mark Upon hearts that were not meant to part Upon separate roads for the journey. How to love With arms that carry the weight of galaxies, With arms that carry the thunder for our caress. We wield knives to carve our flesh, In love. We breathe kisses to air made of frost, In love. We want pain and warmth, so along with the course Of streaming time, streaming sighs. We hold a breath When captivated To unleash it upon a firestorm, that reaches near.