Hourglass

You are sick, beloved
Trapped in your bed shroud
Like a butterfly in a web
My beautiful consumptive

I am in the dim light beside you
Listening
Your breath rattles and your mutter so softly
You whisper like the sands through an Hourglass

We are running out of time

Can you feel me as I draw back the curtains
And lay beside you on fever soaked sheets
I hold your face in my hands
And kiss your dark eyes
Your pale throat
Your damp brow
You have always been so beautiful

Do you know me in your delirium
As I press my lips to yours
Still whispering, my Hourglass

I could hold you like this forever
If time would stop
I would draw your soul into me
With your last breath
I could set you free



2002