It's the first day After world's end Black and bleak Everywhere I look I found the best in the world before Because you were Your sunrise smile My face blushful Morning coffee, toast To our conquered future And now no persons remain Pursuing one another Beasts and birds battle along Their longed for supremacy returned Wondered what I'd do when I died But the rest of them, and their glimmer, gone So I remain, remarking on yesterdays Not history's, but my own As the sown seeds of my life bear no refrain in any tome They belong to me Slowly lowering myself to damp earth I revisit our starlit evenings With you losing yourself in them And me finding them in you Our own silent world, embrace in fire Burning each blade into a crisp, living easel Remaking artistry with slightest touch Define the shiver between our lips Opera and braille in tandem To deliver earth's final breath It was tough waking up this morning With the planet dead Unable to feel you sleep next to my ear Your warmth draped over mine I do not like this new, wordless jail I cannot write nor speak in it with none to hear The creatures living creep away Afraid of any speech I mete All your keepsakes in my mind Image, touch, and token I weep not for humanity But for what we never really had The chance for life as if in birth Where everyone melts away Now I find the furnace done No one here, and our yesterdays stillborn I sleep from inward sadness Peeling away reality from what I want Feel the pull of nothingness Seethe my perimeter The attraction of the bleak black boundary Smashes open the first firelight window Upon my chest, a breath familiar Open eyes to impossible skies The midnight of your body on mine Secret whisper mouthed to me You once told me not to wait For all the sand to fall Now that it has With time reconquered Dreams once lost My starlight found

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