As the last grain of sand
falls through the fractured hourglass,
and the world burns
in its final, beautiful collapse,
reside with me
in the ruins of time—
where fire and ash cannot touch us,
and nothing
can break
the pulse of our bliss.
As the last grain of sand
falls through the fractured hourglass,
and the world burns
in its final, beautiful collapse,
reside with me
in the ruins of time—
where fire and ash cannot touch us,
and nothing
can break
the pulse of our bliss.