beneath the door
a yellow line

what's happening
on the other side

hours gone
spent talking alone

wishing you
could go back home

a knock, a sigh,
a hushed goodbye

I'll be here till
the end is nigh

I'll be the bedrock of your home

the ocean batters
reckless waves and constant storms
but the rock is still

too many things
to miss

and in the dusk
where all days end
will we find ourselves in the hues
of gold into darkness

-

in the dawn,
we were brought
from summer into fall
cleansed into being

and now it is spring into summer
and we close this moment
with a song
a celebration
a sunset

soft and tender and sweet
the love we remember
from her

but from him
it is steady and long
and true

like the star
blinking home
always

embraces and we feel more distant
as the night ends
and the curtains close