TheCourtRose

My hair, your ink The price paid for words to finish the story  Knowledge, the letters to write them You cut a lock with your sickle A half crescent light against the pale comets in your flesh You pulled me from my sheets for this, into your waking dream My hair crushed to paint, mortar and pestle your tongue and fingers White parchment a milky way, waiting hands arched with a quill

Your arms circle my waist, cheek pressed to my belly Eyes looking to me brown, blue, green Braids a thick, colored cascade down your back Tomorrow, your soft weight in the crook of my arm Down of your hair red, brown, black or unexpected blond I sing Somewhere Over the Rainbow to you every night Yesterday you fly through the kitchen door in a rage I don't understand you, suddenly we're a million miles apart I see myself in your cheekbones, the line of your brow My body echoing your name Now, I'm on the porch in the sunshine Your children play near the lake I see you on the shore when I take my last breath Even now I wait I'd pull down the stars for you, little one Anything for you

There was a candle in the window when I came home The steady glow cutting insistent into the early morning night Your light, a ribbon across time, waxed into the letters amassed between us So, save a dance for me, my love, on my wedding day Me in cream with red lace You in purple with shoulders bared We'll scandalize them all, twin skirts rustling Lay our letters underfoot, leave heel prints on the backbone of words Kick off shoes so lines mud-seep between painted toes On the wedding cake, I'll light a candle for you When I hold my daughter for the first  time, place a taper in the window  1,000 lights for a 1,000 lifetimes, a history written in wax, in words Whatever comes next, whoever comes last, you came first and you came carrying light