“Twenty-two hours and our war begins

Our war of limbs

and lips

and hands...

The best part of finally

Not calling retreat?

The showers above us

Raining down on our feet

While the bombs are exploding and the guns fire their rounds. Before the two of us collapse to the ground. Before the battle, before the war...

You need to know

I'd go fifty-nine more.

Whatever it takes to let you win.

I'd retreat all over

and over

again.”