I would have
ascended the stairways
of heaven,
and crafted a new moon
in my devotion

for you.

I would have
fashioned stardust
from the galaxies I see
in your eyes

for you.

I would have
painted the world
with all of the colours
of the rainbow
that is my love

for you.

I would have
raised my hand
against the darkness
in between the stars

for you.

And even now,
as you press a cold kiss
against my neck,
I will let my warmth
bleed-