I loved you the other day
as I watched you die.

And still today, as you cheat death,
I love you the same.
You live like anyone else-
dying with each exhalation.

And I watch you die, each day.
I feel the time we share slip past.
I feel the heart that beats lose out.
I feel the idea of us grow slight.

I watched you dying today-
sleeping soundly as I cinched my
tie- sheets pulled tight as if
an image of sound contentedness.
I watched you dying today-
somewhere in you, a dream.  Somewhere
in you, a heart beating- carrying you
along like the rhythm of a drum.
I watched you dying today-
as I died along with you in time.