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.