Lying here, in rotten bones -
And burning flesh,
Is when I realise how
Important it was to
See your face.
Right now, just before
the end - the final fall at
The precipice -
is the time I have no power.
Only turmoil remains,
It's too late now to explain.
To see you when
I return will not satisfy,
Oh dying mind. I look
around and finally see
This cage. How bare
The room will be,
Because your life
I could not spare.
