the things we do for love

I would bend white light for you
Summon my shadow to dance for you
Draw blood in honour of your name

I would crush gravel for you
Steal the glow from the stars for you
Lick fire to keep you from pain

I would blend all the colours for you
Plant a thousand tulips on mountains for you
Memorise the lines that compose you, each verse and every vein.

if you were not...

you could be

light blueness,

a poet’s muse,

braai'd marshmallow,

soft rain,

a beautiful poem,

gel pen ink,

silk,

a rusk dipped in Earl Grey tea,

butterfly wings,

mist,

the scent of petrol and vanilla,

an esculent word,

dusk,

a cashmere shawl,

autumn leaves,

cocoa butter.

but you are, and in so being,

you’ve become

my reification and

Love’s inscape.