Your life beat strong beneath my lips
As I stretched out my fingertips
Trying to hold on to you, to time
To keep myself in this moment so very alive
Your moans kindled a fire within
as breaths got heavy and hands wandered
never still but then time slipped
from the tips of hands
too shaky to be fully in command
And rolled off crashing to its end
Pulled apart by claws and told to bend
Our nightmare took shape, dark and black
But you stood strong and I with you
As hands held hands and vowed never to
Bend or break or ever let go
They held on as the gales ripped through
And held on as the floods threatened too
As the plagues plagued
as the minds cried
They held on with almost shaky sighs
The end was near, predictions bleak
But in the end?
Your lips beat life through mine again
Hands intertwined with you and time again
Hopeful and happy and holding on tight
Never giving up, not ever without a fight.
