At The End

There will be the glow
of knowledge of all natural
things at the end, like
the beat
of you as you alight
beside me to feed
me with your lips.
I love you my darling:
your cilia, gills and
grievous darts; your
eyes unblinking until
now. If you should curl
around me as excavated
couples do, we will join up
with a school of stars.