For you I’d send my body to battle

my body, let my blood sing of tearing

itself apart, the hollowing cords

of the white knights’ intravenous joist.

love, I want & barely know how

to do much else. Don’t speak to me

about the raid you could loose on me

a clan of drunk rebel cells who thirst

to watch their home burn. love,

let me burn if it means you

& I have one night with no barrier

but skin. This is not about danger

but about faith, about being wasted

on your name. If love is a room

of broken glass, leave me to dance

until my feet are memory.

If love is a hole wide enough

to be a god’s mouth, let me plunge

into that holy dark & forget

the color of light. Love, stay

in me until our bodies forget

what divides us, until your blood

is my blood & your hands

are my hands, until our names

are the same song & our life’s work