• Vol. 04
  • Chapter 12
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From here to eternity:
the music of the sibilant waves,
our bodies sensuously buried
beneath the shifting sand.

How long will this passion bury us here?
Minds, hearts, flesh, bones,
together entangled inextricably–
all but the locket I gave you that swayed
at the end of a chain like a pendulum,
counting, counting our days.

The waves wash over us,
their music permeates our decomposing egos.
We return to what we have always been:
points of time vanishing into eternity.

Eternity! Is there nothing more
than our voracious craving for each other–
I and Mine, You and Yours?