A Departing Soldier

I know you. Candles lit, incense fuming, You like it when I bite your neck, just hard enough. Blankets thrown about the room So recklessly, they refold themselves. And we roll down a hill together, Kissing the leaves, tickling with our eyes, Laughing with our hearts. "Once you get on that plane, you're not coming back, are you?" "No," I say. Because only Nothing Lasts forever. And it spills through the cracks in your hands The moment you grasp it. Like water from a stone. She bites my neck Drawing lines of ecstasy down my back with her fingernails Spilling into me, fighting my words. "I leave when the sun sets."