Endless Embrace

Well, I missed Valentine’s Day by a bit, but here is some poetry and artwork of mine on the theme of eternal love. More specifically, both song and image were inspired by an archeological discovery a few years back in Italy, wonderfully ironically not far from the village where Romeo and Juliet was set. 7000 years ago a man and woman were buried together in the passionate embrace depicted above. You may all recall seeing or hearing about this before. More information can be found here:

http://www.archaeology.org/0801/abstracts/valdaro.html

Endless Embrace
I remember the time when you and me

walked for miles to reach the sea

we stood and stared at water so wide

we couldn’t see to the other side

I said our love was just like that

You pulled me forward and said through a laugh

let’s be careful then, that we don’t drown in it

we swam out as far as we could

and made love out in the deep blue

I was one with the sun and the salt and the sky,

and with you

and we knew that our love was endless

we knew that our love was everything

we gathered it up into our own sacred space

out where dolphins swam

I remember the day, and oh how you cried

as they led you away from your father’s side

and you came to live with me and my tribe

I swore to you then as I swear to you now

to give everything that I am, to somehow

mean more to you than all that you left behind

And I swore that our love would be endless

and I swore that our love was, to me, everything

you looked up at me with a trusting face

and then we began our endless embrace

through the years our love’s grown strong

we’ve shed our tears, we’ve sang our songs

you’ve been my legs when the road was long

some far off day, when the Milky Way

has fallen down from the sky to the ground

they’ll find our remains, linked together

and though our bodies will have turned to stone

they’ll know our love hasn’t died, but has grown

let me hold you like that now, like it’s forever

and they’ll know that our love was endless

they’ll know that our love was everything

we gathered it up into our own sacred space

and lived, as we died, in an endless embrace