The Inscription

This is how I live. This is how I live. This is how I live.

I mumble things under my breath, three times so I'll remember.

This where I live. This is where I live. This is where I live.

Inside the sun, beneath the burning trees.

This is how I love. This is how I love. This is how I love.

Touching you, in case there comes a time I can't.

This is where I love. This is where I love. This is where I love.

In the heart of things, on the tips of waves.

This is how I die. This is how I die. This is how I die.

Too fast, not long enough.

This where I die. This is where I die. This is where I die.

Here.