That morning after the sun exploded
We awoke in our fossil beds
Left holes in our souls for the birds to climb in
And expected nothing more from the earth.
I wondered in those lasting moments of truth whether I’d live once more, a day to see next
I wondered
What If I gave you my heart?
Would you have given it to the sun in one last sacrifice with nothing else?
Would you wrap it in a bubble wrap box…send to the UPS man mail it back my way?
Would you find something beautiful?
In those moments when we thought there was nothing more than the dust on our fingers to feel would you hold that heart?
Would you hold me?
Would you find something beautiful as the stars fell like water droplets asteroids raining to our feet? As the city windows shattered into the gleaming fire our skin rusted in the heat would you clutch it to your chest?
If I had given you my heart?
Would you…
Push it to your one heartbeat so you could feel me close again. Would you fill that hole in your soul with our lasting moments connect our veins so we’d do nothing in vain
What if I gave you my heart?
Would it be beauty you’d see?
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