Do you think it is over?

It's getting darker….
So, so you think it is over?

Your breathing is so calm.
Your heart beats steady and slow
It doesn't hurry for the next beat,
it's not in a rush.

Your hands move over my back,
as steadily as the day moves on.

It's getting darker….
So, you think this is it?
Do you think it is over?

Morning passes,
the day grows brighter
as we lay almost motionless
caressing each other,
reading centuries in the other one's eyes

Afternoon.
A single tear
finds it's way
from your eye
down your cheek.

It's getting darker….
You kiss me softly,
as you leave with a whisper:
"I think it is over…."

by Teenah

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