Look!
Look into my temptuous eyes
And smirk at the muzzle
The passionate muzzle of your rifle.
Let courage hold you
And hold it firm in your hands
And let the reminisces flow
Flow, freely free like Amazon.

Breath!
Breath in, the trail of my being
And let me feel my heart beat thrice.
And stand behind my front.
Detach the pin and throw,
Throw it in pain and in joy
Straight into my abode.
That I may see my fate
My faith in this love.

Cry!
Cry out joy and sorrow
As it burns off my anguish.
To set my heart ablaze.
If I could mount our love in Mars,
I will openly swear in my next world
To catch a grenade for you
For you...


© Jay Lit