What we love more than what we love

Because I’d never search for the ashes
The ashes of the corpse
Corpse that was burned for rebirth
For you, reborn into a new heart
Less broken, less enthusiastic
Less likely to be caught unawares
More than anyone, now I bloom
Like I met sunshine and I’m a flower
Fighting sleep to drink the light
More than anyone, now I love
Like breast milk and babies, you’re my energy
And if this smile is peeled off
You’d find another lying under
More than anyone, more than anything
Except God and except yourself, Esther.

LARDO