Us

I have been waiting for you, have you for me?

I have died at least twice but to live again, can

you rise from kneeling next to the gravestone, lost

in the tears of abandonment so rudely ripped from your heart, you

never wanted nor expected that he would or could ever leave, but

death happens as easily as sun sets and moon rises, perplexed but

how else to be when the unnatural occurs as it continues to, as

now we sit across from one another babbling about this and that, knowing

that a strange hand has been dealt to us, a poker of incomprehensibility where

I am the one you are fated to hold and kiss as

we walk the final laps of lives lived deeply, so

I kneel before you, heart on my palm, offering all that I have—lost chapters

you know not, yet

it is you who are the final chapter, the completion, she

who comes at night to pull the blanket over my eyes, so

I know that I have loved your from time immemorial, it is just

for us, now

to bring all into a new memory of a lifetime

together, here in the cosmic instant that is,

us.

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