Having come to know the enfold of your embrace
I can think of no other way
my heart would rather spend a day.
No matter how my head tries to turn me
the only road my feet seek is the one leading to you.
Although I know how it will end,
in ashes and our words forever lost,
our memories fading until it is as though
the greatness of our love was never part of the stars,
the false cells in my skin twining themselves to mortality.
I am still asking myself the same question:
of what meaning and consuming worth is this love
if its end is our end and existence forgotten?
my heart tries to tell me it is otherwise
but I know the answer that always comes is always true-
There were truths I believed in before I believed in you.