When my lungs can no longer fill
To give oxygen to the blood
That my weakening heart fights to pump
And my brain begins to flood
With chemicals stronger than any psychedelic
I won’t panic
But simply embrace the hands of death
As they take the last drops of life from my body
And gently close my eyelids

Knowing they will never again open
I will spend my last moments dreaming

In this dream I will be reunited with you
No bodies that break and crumble
No nationalities, because there are no nations
No genders, no colors, only our consciousnesses
No pain, no cold and no uncomfortable warmth
No noise, no language or need for talking
We will speak in feelings and thoughts
That with perfect clarity are simply known
When we’ve left this world
We’ll create one of our own
But first
Enjoy pure existence
Just us.

Nothing we need to do
Nothing we need
Just eternity to be together
Free from the bonds of this reality.