Apr 01, 2020 17:56
My Last
This might be my last good day,
So let me look at you
Before the dread,
The constant fight for air
As lungs inflate with fluid,
So allow me seconds of rarest sentiment
And know my love,
My hazy, strained, all-consuming love.
We have another day,
And it might be our last good day.
Let's not pretend a celebration
While all the world is crumbling.
We should live it as we always do,
Inside our tiny studio
Beside each other
Busy in life
Yet madly in love.
This is how we master death.
We give it nothing
It won't steal,
So laugh and kiss me.
- 4/1/20