A night away

Write our names in the midnight sky

     Passing by, laughing and smiling

Melting but still cold

  Dance around the planets with me

Wrap my body in that white dress

   And let my hair touch the floor

Funerals are for people who

    Don’t have real friends, so before

We let the procession begin,  

      Pick some flowers from Saturn

and I will water our minds for our

time has to end. 

    In this life, 

     I have come to find out

That all good things die and

Time is all we share.    So let’s dance

Until our feet bleed and our hearts

Make  

        Love.