Beautiful Thing
      to know
        my love, the way your lips move
        my inability to watch you falter is my own
        steady my shaking hands
        beg you to sit on the green velvet couch - fall to your knees
        beneath the window and as the sun rises
        our living room becomes a makeshift chapel and i vowed to never leave but oh darling
      

      to know
        the inevitability that you will forget me someday - soon.
        steady my shaking hands
        beg you to stay just a few more moments
        lay your head on my chest
        watch the sun
        set.