Only You Can Decide...

perhaps then we were lovers in ancient Greece... perhaps you were the one who danced in the cave when i discovered fire! were we born just outside the garden, in a land long forgotten? were we primitive wolves, mating in the moonlight? perhaps you were the dry land that split from my ocean. perhaps your cry of passion, exploded stars into dust! perhaps i was gravity lost, and you were the moon.... perhaps you were the spoken word, and i took the form. perhaps you were war, and i came running in madness. perhaps i am death, and you are the grave... we come panting across lifetimes, tongues hung down dripping blood. we tear down the sky, we become the wind. the body of the howling, and the aching voice of need... searching for each other, again, and again.... do you love me? if not slay me! my destiny demands fulfillment. i am the tongue and the nail, you the wetness and the fire. be our language forgotten, then wear my stillness. be it crown or cross, only you can decide!