Final Earth
You said nothing, just smiled;
Half turning your head,
Yet willing to give in
To a soul exiled.
One wink gone; a life, a wait,
You stirred again, counted two;
Love rolled on, and off, and on
And slowly nibbled at my fate.
You held my hands,
Winds murmured; the green, the grey ditto:
I closed my eyes and felt
The skies, waves and sands.
You carried me away, again,
On a promissory note
Towards the final earth
Where we shed all before the dancing rain.
Hour 2