He embraces me like the sun stretches out across the green, wet grass.
Oh, how I wish this moment could last.
He submits that I not be afraid,
"for how could our love ever fade?"
"We haven't much time to spare," I prod,
his head turns over, he gives me a nod.
He grasps my hand into his own,
and in that very instant, I almost felt alone,
for he was leaving me, again, back into the mist,
save, he surely never abandoned me without a kiss.
