A piece of us

C.J.V

At last we meet, where time was born, Where Gods were made and razed; Where memories prayed to be forgiven, To have their pain erased.

Its dull, the pain, it yearns for more, A slice more before being set free, For after tonight, my darling love, Therell be no more of you in me.

I see darkness reach out her hand, For those who never stood the test, Let me hold your hand once more, Before death, now a welcome guest.

And though well meet where the spheres collide, And cry in painful glee, I pray youll keep a piece in your heart, The last piece in you of me.