Love Grew On Us

Love grew on us
as common grass
fell on us
as common rain,
Love laid on us
a common kiss
as we held hands,
then kissed again.

Love ran in us
as windblown fire,
love swarmed in us
and stung as bees,
Love flowed in us
as water pure,
though speechless now,
we walked the seas.

Love drew us on
as moons are drawn,
lured us on
as night drew nigh,
Love pressed us on
for we would drown
in one another’s
fiery sigh.

Love wounds in us
as love doth well,
love wraps us in
her mending wings,
Love seals in us
her common death,
from which the lifting
phoenix sings.