a flimsy thread
the fragile link
connecting mind
to shivering mess of bodies

absently, she watches
as I bear final witness
have i the capacity the desire
can i strip her away

the current cuts deeper
cleaving a path
between chaos and serenity
torn she trembles

curled before the parting waves
she cries
her right alight
does he wait for her me

the passion simmers further
the minds birth in fire
the thread severed
the bodies silenced

in time with spreading wings
she sighs
from the ashes gentle angel rise
to our inadequate symphony