Shall We?

Shall we end this war tonight, 

This cold battle of silence between us?

  

Shall we boldly unroll our banners of surrender in gentler breezes for which we both long to breathe? 

No words are more strong than those spoken in hunger 

by proud, starving mouths of wounded eagles. 

  

No soldier has ever regarded my scars with disdain. 

Likewise I will hold no blade to your own. 

Every star that bleeds from your stigmata is a guiding light to your cross so I might help you bear it. 

  

Shall we discuss the importance, yes, the human need 

to replace bad memories in the wake of good ones? 

With words unspoken, we will never be open, unless we...

Take our bloodied bandages and turn them into flags of glory. 

Take shrapnel from the soul and create a solid ring of love. 

I've never believed in heaven, but it feels like I'm close when I'm with you.

  

Not all angels speak with the same tongue of flame. 

Teach me your language so I may understand 

just where you’ve been, where you wish to go, 

and spread fires of passion as I speak to your skin. 

Destroying each fibre you hide from me,to repair the parts you lost in battle. 

  

Sleep if you must when the night’s yawn grows. 

You’ve earned your peace and soft nightingale is near 

to sing in your ear her secrets as you dream. 

Filled with clarity...

I will be here to  protect your dreams in the evening,  

& guard your hopes in the morning. 

  

When breaks the dawn shall we hike to open field 

where stretches an oak from which two lovers once hung? 

A resemblance that one can love and lose.

The woman took her life when he went off to war. 

He returned years later and in grief did the same. 

The pain consumed him as the realisation, that the love he once had will never be found again.

  

Shall we turn a new leaf on that same old branch 

as I take you to heart and lay every secret,

Breaking down the walls which condemn us, to see the good in people.

Unknown to the night, making love in stark light, 

to your scars and your birthmarks beneath the aged tree? 

Shall we carve our name on the tree so we can return at a later time in life? 

Just to try this love thing again.

  

If your answer be a most heartfelt "yes", 

so I with honour agree. 

  

Shall we begin?