• Sigh this one last time

    I will let you do this.

    Cry in my arms tonight

    May you inhale our bliss.

    Sink your face in my

    midnight hair.


    We're leaving each other behind

    And there won't be any signs

    of ghosts or whispers

    after the dwindling light.


    We're the only killers

    of our dreams.

    . . .Goodnight, my darling.