You held out for me
A handful of hyacinth petals
I held out in return
A handful of dust.
And when time had frozen
And all stars had settled,
All memories fading,
All worlds gone to rust
No words were spoken
No shedding of tears
Just both of us wading
Through oceans of years
What do we find
At the edge of time
But beginnings and ends
The world starting again?
I looked in your eyes
You looked back at mine
We stood at the end
Waiting for death, my oldest, dearest friend.
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