across the globe you exist, and within you exists a rare blossom, and if i nurture it it will turn into love, but i fear these blossoms are wilting with time and distance and then i speak of bombs and explosions it is not the fireworks when we kiss but the threats of violence that i am terrified will engulf you and when i watch the news i cannot turn it off because when i read the news your name is between every word and there were no fireworks only breath sounds and those breath sounds follow me in every footstep and i am walking in circles while you are walking towards a war that i can not do anything about i want to stop it and you and the earth from spinning out of my control do you even remember the way my voice sounds.