Holdfast, my Love.
Breathe deep,
Run hard,
And don’t look back.
Take your hand in mine and run with me
Beneath these burning bridges
As the smoke rises, sending signal to the Heavens.

Rome is falling.
The gargoyles weep as they sit on top their Cathedral rooftops
Watching us flee this burning city.
Through the sky,
Under the moon,
And over the ocean we go.
We’re running away to Paris, baby,
And there, we’ll dance like gypsies.

Wave goodbye to the Vatican and it’s city’s people
Praying like robots in unison,
Relying on their rosaries to save them.
Shaping their love for how their Pope tells them
And bleeding penance for every mistake made
Because their priests act as God
And replace the scriptures with their theories,
Casting shadows over a million bleeding hearts
That try so hard to act as their church tells them,
Never screaming freedom.

So run with me to Paris.
We’ll play our tambourines by fire
And kiss beneath the Eiffel Tower.
We’ll walk the landscapes Monet once painted.

We are two bohemian lovers trying to find reason.
Fuck every prayer of penance we bled in Rome
And fuck me in freedom until you are breathless.
Until our souls engage as one thread.
Until the night fades away from around us
And the pigeons flood the streets.
I will scream your name as if it were the penance that would save me.
As if it were the mercy that would deliver me from my dying breath.

I have a thousand empty poems sitting in my veins.
Swim through me like a mermaid
And write your name a thousand times
To fill each and every single one.

I am a diary.
Write your stories inside of me.
Pull the words from the deepest corners of your mind.
I am the moon.
Look at me before you lay to sleep.
Talk to me while you sit on your windowsill.
I am a Farris Wheel spinning for you
I will stop you at the top.
High enough for you to touch the doves.
High enough for you to view this glowing city.
Above the clouds.
And above the nightmares we sleep beneath.

And with every breath you take,
And every sound you make,
And every passing morning that I watch you awake,
I will count every single moment that passes
As if you were a book and I were counting the pages.
Reading every single line just to know you.
I wont let a moment slip by that has you in it.

Let me hold you.
Let me hold you like you hold my eyes.
Let me be your prince.
Let me climb mountains for you.
Let me clear the battlefields you walk through.

Our love attracts arrows.
And for you,
I will throw down my shield,
Catch them with my teeth,
Bite them,
And spit out daisies.
So that these battlefields will be new, freshly grown fields of flowers
For you to breathe.
And for you to one day rest inside of with me.

-Shawn Franco


Shawn Franco

Modesto, United States

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