if you lift me
into the sky
supernova
I’ll teach you to spread silver wings
you bring roses
I press and keep
as a secret
tucked between sweet smelling pages
they bear witness
to soft kisses
and coffee cups
warming the winter chill we found
loving the lake
cautious, small steps
onto swans’ ice
with willow branches of wind chimes
but you burn me?
I’ll strike a match
you’ll warm up quick
as the bridge of your life ignites
