I saw the vultures roost today
On a corpse beside the road
They feasted in the morning grey
And tore the flesh from bone
From rot in wound, the graveyard worms
Writhed from the carcass' flesh
As buzzards congregated 'round
To make their carrion nest

The days are getting longer now,
The vernal sun rose soon
And yet, and still, the vultures shrill
Stood fast, well on past noon.
Then passed the gray, into the gold,
Where sunset sun sank low,
And then the condors huddled 'round,
Into a branch they flew.

The world's growing greener now,
Narcissus has returned
Yet invitations to fly forth
All seem to have been spurned

I saw the vultures roost today,
Upon a rib cage spent.
Now white, now dry,
The doomed-to-die
Vultures took wing.
And went.

We shared so many moments
Before we started asking why.
Like that kiss in the rain
Back in early July
Or the whirling harvest dances
Where we held each other near
To keep away the loneliness
To keep away the fear
Of unknown impending feelings
We were both still virgins to
Like the feelings that our lives
Had just reached the height of noon

Now I know we were mistaken
And I know we were wrong
But I don't regret
The time we spent
I don't think it was too long.

And now the years have passed us by
And now that we are both free
I thank you dear, my once-my-dear
For sharing memories

I remember your hair,
Your hazel eyes,
The freckles on your cheek,
And that time, back in summer,
When  you were grounded for a week,
For talking on the telephone
Too late into the night
And so seperate,
Well we both felt
That we could soon die
Without constant connection
We didn't think we could survive.

And now alone
Lying in bed
I still think that might be true.
But still I'm glad,
My once-my-dear,
That I was wrong
With you.