Song of Firey Fire
God bless St John of the Cross and Solomon and the Spiritual Canticle and Canticle or Canticle of Canticles by God for love or romance or hearts or fires or lightnings or bleach or water or lightning or hope or hope or ice or snow or hope or ice or snow or ice or snow or hope or lightning or ice or snow or lightning or snow or ice or snow or lightning or ice or snow or lightning.
She - Where have we beloved found ourselves? In our forest in our verdant wood or grove or forest or thicket or fire or snow or ice on planets or stars or stars in drinks or eyes of love on fire. Lightning or lightning or snow or snow or fire or snow or fire or snow or lightning or ice or snow or ice or lightning or ice or snow or lightning or ice or snow or lightning or ice or snow or ice or snow or lightning or ice or ice or lightning or ice or ice or snow?
He - Where has it all gone to my beloved? Where has this fiery world come to? Has it all gone to hell? Are the rabbits of light or ice or love? Is love still on fire? Are we to be hated for our love forever? Your grapes are icey your oranges are on fire. Our apples are for our dinner alone. Our jealousy dismays our God should we keep it to ourselves? Should our love be wine or milk or liquor or vodka or words or advice or shrewd like foxes or bandages? Should our love be hidden forever? No. We know we love each other for God loves us! Should our love light the world on fire? Should many men beat you? Should God turn His love away from us forever? Will we never know the cooing doves? Will we never wash our hair or our feet?
The Mountains - Where is love? Will it light us on fire? Snow or ice or snow or lightning or ice or snow or lightning or ice or fire or ice on fiery snow? Will foxes forever ruin the vineyard? Will the walls give way? Our lovers are dismayed by Azazel, wicked men or women, hatred, love, paradoxes, lightning, or penumbras, hatred of the poor or rich. Disgust is in our mouths. Will we ever make it to heaven. Only God knows. Amen.
She - You my friend or nicie or lover are mountains on fire. Running water or water drowning. Fire drowning or rhinos on fire or ice or lightning or snow with sunglasses or leatherjackets playing saxes playing cards or skateboarding or playing Melee. You our friend are Moses or Solomon or Catherine of Sienna or all our friends at The Olympics. We love your heart our brother. Must our love be hidden like a candle snuffed like an imp in a flask like a white ether with a giant door or truth or FMA: Brotherhood. Don't trifle our beloved. Be our friend. Be our nicie or neatie or love us for who we are! Poor or rich, be not the hypocrite! Don't trifle. Like hot water or nuns or help or mothers or books or the dead or the living or spirits or hearts be on fire our love be on fire for God or us.
He - We didn't trifle our beloved. We didn't trifle but we were proven loved again. Like John not trifling. Like Teresa not trifling. Like animals of blue like violins or pianos or cigarettes or broken hearts or love like ours how we love you! How we miss you! How you love us! How God loves us! How we love God! How we know no trifles but that of sweet love incarnate. Euphoria hear us! Ecstasy know no fear of men no not even of men or women or the hatred of your legs like trampolines like clouds or mountains on fire. Your eyes like doves. Like Solomon like clouds like lightning or fire or water or mountains or clouds on fire. "'Mona Lisa'" or "'Lady With an Ermine'" or paintbrushes. Solar eclipse. Misericordia! How come our love's hidden. Like a village in Hyrule. Paintbrushes or glowing or glittering or icey or snowy or paintbrushes gross to the taste if uncleaned but sweet like lemon if cleaned in hyssop or calamus or cinnamon or gum or bulb or nard or saffron or myrrh or light. Cassia or spearmint or dill or cumin or peppermint. Trifle not friends! Trifle not! Help the poor! God bless friends! Lightning or lightning or ice or snow or ice or lightning or ice or snow. The wicked know not Solomon said "'Solomon's Song.'" Brilliant. Rapture or trifle. Light or Dark. Time or Space. Lime or taste. Dickinson. White. Bates. Andrews. Genoa. Emmerich. Hippo. Carthage. A hotel on the moon on the sun on trifling or paradoxes or Enoch on 12 moons of the sun. Light or light or ice or snow or ice or lightning or ice or lightning or ice or lightning or ice or lightning or ice or snow. Your legs are trampolines my wife my friend our beloved. Your eyes are doves or clouds or cotton balls or DIY or "'Animal Crossing: New Horizons'" or woodshop or tools, snow or ice or lights or Christmas lights or snow on green grass or "'Perks of Being a Wallflower.'" Or prodigality or grammar but not trifling but not hatred of the poor or lightning or ice or snow for they are poor. Your eyes are love or snow or ice or fire or lightning but not hatred but not hatred of the widow but not trifling but not hatred of God but hatred of Satan.
