You are like the last cool night of summer,
bitter sweet and desperate for more time.
Words permanent like a concrete rafter.
Though this may not be forever sublime,
we have loved each other like the brightest blaze
that eventually burns into dark
remembered through eyewitness paraphrase,
photographs, and poems: everlasting marks
in our history together. Dismay doubt,
for this could last into infinity,
a shout into the void from reckless mouths;
one that could be beautiful; and maybe
the impending end of our story is near
but for right now there is nothing to fear.