If the colours of our love

Ever cease to blend

And our intricately woven hearts

Suddenly begin to rend

Should the pages of our book

Lose their pictures & sweet words

Leaving nothing but glaringly obvious flaws

When the waters run dry

And silence is all that falls

As we stumble in the darkness

The light of our love flickering out in the halls

When I can no longer hold your hand

To keep you still long enough to understand

That I mean every word that I say

And I’ll love you tomorrow, just like I do today

When the trees we planted together

Begin to wilt and wither

And that treacherous serpent begins to slither

When winter catches us unawares

Our hearts freezing, our warmth ceasing

The distance gradually increasing

Because the spell of endless summer

Has been severed, broken

And we cannot rebuild the walls

With the words unspoken

If our heavy hearts finally turn to stone

And the weeds in our garden are overgrown

The words we say hurting like hail

The fruits of our love growing stale

The wine sour, the bread only crumbs

Worn from the endless nights at sea

And from all the shipwrecks and storms

When our twin towers have crumbled to the ground

Scattered fragments all around

I’ll still be here, I won’t say a word

And with entwined fingers and broken swords

I’ll lead you back to the beginning

To the first words, the first sparks

And the first beats of my heart

To the ark we built to survive the flood

…against all odds

© 12th June 2009