I wanna die

Because of Love

But Love is the

Air that supplies

Me with its breath

 

The flood that

Takes 120 years to

Appear, yet the

Flood I'm willing to

Build an ark for

 

The flowers that

Wait for rain to

Come, yet the flowers

That we are baptized

With Water's youth

 

The tragedy that

Ends with one dying,

Yet it's the drama

That makes it so

Captivating. 

 

I want to look into

Your soul, and you look

Into mine, until

The sky falls down

And the rain shines

Bright. 

 

My flower, please don't

Die, so that I may live.