This is it.

With you.

Fitzgerald's end and beginning
end and beginning of everything
next to you

There's no more sorrow

no more fear

no more of longing for you,
it's clear.

This is it

I've fallen in that ivy
patch where fireflies
romance

and every single breath with you
is the universe in
dance

this is it
and I've melted
into a swirling,
violet-blue

a pool from the heat of your burning
heart
and my unending
love for you.