by Paige Hannan
I.
A garden is still a garden
Whether or not any flowers bloom
My love for you both tender and mean
We are two ghosts haunting the same room
We are two ghosts from the same dream
Two drops of water from the same stream
A garden is still a garden
Even when the winter winds howl
I will still love you
Past the day our love turns foul
While your autumn hands pluck the leaves from my tree
I will still love you
Like gravestones love lilies
II.
Don’t let the old gods love you
Don’t let the new goods fool you
For their ancient powers injure
For their future too uncertain
Don’t fall for fairytales
Don’t fall for lies
Don’t give them even an inch of your smile
III.
And though I preached those prophets false
I have prayed forever for you
Wherever I wandered into green woods of soft safety
Whenever you fell from the heavens
you scratched your sweet brown face
And though I know they only gave you to me just so they
Could take you away and laugh
I couldn’t help but love the way you smiled like it was for me
IIII.
Darling I’m scared
I hear laughter when you hold me
I hear thunder
Every time that we kiss