To a phrase turned deep with thought,
And reveled more upon its death,
Sent fleeting into fevered moment
I salute its every breath.
For who but me is chance to learn
Thy graces placed at tribute’s breast,
Sacrificed as dual heartbeats
Come together— one beats best.
Eternal night shall too soon take us,
Robbing flesh of passion’s sprite,
Yet no death shall e'er overtake us,
Love’s beauty outshines darkest night.
To all the lovers in the world, I send my own.
May you never go a day without it.