When the World Is Crashing Down, These Notes Will Fold Themselves

[whereboysfear79]

:in the end: (unknown)

this, my final rose, given to you from weathered heights.
broken columns of forgotten places,
crumbling into the queer obscurity of memory,
release their support and let hearts fall.
at this time, when judgement is nigh,
will you judge me too?
would you leave me to the angels,
to be torn apart in a desperate struggle
to take you with me?
the only thing that matters.
while comets fall and stars burst,
i stay transfixed on you
a beauty more destructive to my heart
than a thousand endings of this world.
a love, subtle as the trumpeting of 77 horns in heaven.
while the cities swell with the flood of hysteria,
and the crowds rush to a place yet to be taken,
i'll stay with you.
as their feet place us deeper in the ground,
crushing our bones and bruising our skin,
i'll smile at you.
they cannot destroy the heart.
the one thing that matters.
you are.
this is.

when the four begin their ride,
we'll begin a counter-assault.
two voices begin singing in the name of love.
and the world will join us.
they must.
it is for love that we live,
and love by which we wish to die.
the world will not be taken,
but abdicated in the name of love.
take comfort.
take me with you