Blue radiance, The sky held up firmly In your closing eyes. You will shut yourself to what fogs the embers That run off your throat, to the wind. I lay a kiss against your hand In hopes that you will stand With your face pressed to the rising sun. Decades meet centuries In my timeless loneliness. I aspire To gather strands higher Of your glistening hair That dies like fallen curtains Over all our acts. Your skin, Your radiance. Your eyes, Your decadence. A feeble terror is now together Upon the holiest of vows. Let us lay ourselves Over the meadows, Beneath the arches Folded over with moss, The green of the Earth's mouth. Let us count of our sighs, Pressed to the fallen skies. Our own Heaven leaks down In droplets to our heated skin. Why are we So destined to be The fittest cruelty? Beauty owns everything. It owns all, And nothing more.