I have loved him like a prayer

I have loved him like a prayer

In hidden whispers curtains of tear

I didn’t ask for any ‘hereafters’

I have loved him with iceberg’d fear

 

I’ve rowed through his silenced storms

Let his puns give illusions of a home

When your curses somehow reached my soul

I cracked myself and sailed him alone

I’ve embraced my horizontal blurs

I have loved him like my own tears

 

I have learnt him like your Scriptures

Sang his frickles and bruises by heart

I’ll be dancing among his lines

In exiled colours and off limit craft

I’ve tried to catch his drooping face

And draw a Moon out of his scars

 

Sometimes I call him but first I check the mirror

To make sure there won’t be any

Never

A hint of your bloody raining spits

Lingering somewhere on my hair

Oh I have loved him

Just like your madness for TERROR