If I Didn't Know Better

 
I would let myself fall, no
dive into love with you
fuck coming up for air
we'd breathe one another
back to life
because we're already drowning
in the day to day mire
of the shit we've been mucking
for so long
that what used to fertilize
our home grounds
now chokes it out

Yes, my dear
I could love you
and that strong back
that just keeps shoveling
except
I'd have to plow your graveyard to do it
and you
you're still feeding the ghosts