Why would I think
that we could always
stay the same?

The love that’s in my eyes
reflected from the sky,
to you…….

What would I do
if you decided it
could be?

A hand in hand
body’s dreaming symphony
of love again?

Yes I must try
to let you go
cut you from this flesh

trample down my
heart’s wild beating:
a love like ours is terminal

I know there is no cure
or surgery, no radiation’s
core can burn you

from my soul.

You run from me
impossible to stay
impossible to be

the way we were
a burst of pure love’s
energy

like pulsars flaring
in God’s heaven.