Fall

I hope we die holding hands

(Two ashes fall up into black clouds)

And if we die holding hands

(How am I still here missing you somehow?)

Many hours, walked with the shadows

Beginning the ending of this love sonnet

And when I think about it

The ending may be right

I signed you the stenograph but it may be hard to read

(Two ashes fall up into black clouds)

(How am I still here missing you somehow?)

I hope we die holding hands

(Two ashes fall up into black clouds)

And if we die holding hands

(How am I still here missing you somehow?)