Make love to me,

Like I am the best of all the bad mistakes you’ll make this week.

Cry wolf,

When the grey-flecked beast of your nights lies down before you.

Speak slowly,

Like every word should be savoured on the tip of your tongue.

Watch closely,

When the shadows show all the things you still long to do.

Write gently,

Because a misplaced word can run from you like an animal.

Sing once.

Any more than once and you lose a little feeling from each breath.

Break a promise,

So you know how it feels to break someone, or something, and you learn.

Love hard,

Because it should hurt. It should hurt until you have nothing left.