Would you know me, my Love
And wave your hands at me
Or curve your lips blissfully
If my name chooses to escape
Your memory?

Would you embrace, my Love
A body that has turned to dust
— An image of the past—
Nay, would you return my love
For as long as I last?

For it would mean everything
To have someone like you
Here and everywhere, a companion
Knowing that the sky is pale
So she fills it with hue.