MY TIME.
The time is lost.
The sun will set.
And my life
a trifle thing
thrown into the wind.
My violet haired partner
will wait till the end.
He touches the door.
Smiling a small lost thought.
Thrown into the wind.
The time ticks my life
to the end.
I sit calling to him.
He smiles again,a second will pass
and be,
thrown into the wind.
He says I should go inside.
To rest he says.
I know my time is up.
So I refuse.
I love the sunsets.
My life will end. And I'll be,
thrown into the wind.
He sits next to me,
waiting.
Hr knows i'm going first.
What was it I say.
Hiding my face,
under the breeze.
A small single tear falls.
I cry out.
I don't want to die.
Is that so bad.
I hug him close.
"Rosette"
I cry for a while.
Then when my life,
truly ticks away.
I say goodbye.
I truly belong to,
him.