We are the faults of our waking breaths.
Our fear comes through the hearts of those who’ve loved us
To watch the stars, knowing we will be there one day
Is that the only thing waiting for us?
Worshipping the beating of the heart
Praying it stops the dropping of the knees
Looking at the moon, its light piercing my soul
Where are you, my love?
Lost in the darkness of her gaze
Looking back at the moments shared with the Sun
Perching back and forth, sending out a warning
Have you forgotten me?
To the day when death takes us
The hug of the blissful angel of death
Is it too soon? Why not tomorrow?
Do you remember me?