in time and without
we walk among the stones
this desert of endless pain
where else but sadness

and when we touched you
your body was mist
nothingness remained

we did not want you
to last an eternity
of lies wrapped in love
for the sake of our world
in everlasting night

touched gently
by the last mist of evening
now day will no longer return
return with you
to the flowers you loved

and so for you alone
we lower ourselves
forever, into the lake
of eternal death