I wanted to Grow Old with You
I wanted to grow old with you;
to savour the sounds of the oceans of time with you
and lay on our backs one day
to taste the salt on our lips.

I wanted to track long paths with you;
count a million dawns and
set each sun,
taste its rays,
melt each iceberg hit,
sip each giggle
and ten million times later
repeat with joyful memory each endeavour.

I wanted to grow old with you;
count each wrinkle,
dance every tune
and lapse each beat of unheard thud
on the ground
and delve each moment with unthinkable threads
and lie on our backs one night
to tell each lie,
to spell each secret.

And savour old age with you;
each sun, each moon,
each ocean swam,
each river crossed,
each rock from every bottom,
icicle from every apex,
each other...

I wanted to
but
you collapsed
in mid-flight.
INA March 2001
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