This fate
Or magic of the ancients
That lead me onto your scent in the
wind which lead
Me to the sea
Where I find you
Hustling steamer plates and lager
Mopping up spilled wine and dreams
I grabbed you
and pulled your lifeless  corpse into mine
For we are now but shells
We cling for a moment to the warmth
Disregarding the hundred eyes and faces
We have no words
Im sure we have billions
Its only a fleeting visit
Before time runs short
Your arms encircle me twice more.
Timing was right today
But theres too much life in the way
We have no words
Back to reality
And I step out look upon the shore
The ache in my stomach is with me no more
I will be back for you my love
And
When the tides change
We will sail