If in the moment you feel most helpless
I would rescue you to where the dreams
Of a life of two lovers lay in seed
In the dew of honey made sweet to believe
In the miracle of something magical
Would you fight off the scent of green
Or trade a rose petal touch
For the well known sweet scent of decay
That plays around your dreams and face

Don’t tarry too long In view of desolate eyes
On paths of ill design, Among the legions of
The slow killing Of dreams to life
Would you

Would I

Would we be

Strong enough

Brave enough

Would we be
What we dream to be
If in that moment?