Eternal Embrace
My love, if we die tomorrow
I don't want the cold clay to separate our bones
I still want to feel the softness of your dark hair against my cheeks
In our slumber of life's last eternal embrace
I want to feel your breath escaping to mingle with my own
Until the day's final light stretches across the vast expanse
From life into death's empty forest
I will hold your bones with mine
Copyright © Ross Hanna | Year Posted 2016
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