To die in your arms-now that
is quite a death-next to your
body warm as mine turns cold.

This is my thought as an ending
to this mighty play that is our
life lived together from the zest
of youth to the concessions
of old age when we need each
other so much more than then.

I will lie next to you and breathe,
and your breath will become mine,
as my body turns cold next to yours.

 

7/10/2023