Fall

I hope we die holding hands
(Two ashes fall up into black clouds)
And if we die holding hands
(How am I still here missing you somehow?)
Many hours, walked with the shadows
Beginning the ending of this love sonnet
And when I think about it
The ending may be right
I signed you the stenograph but it may be hard to read

(Two ashes fall up into black clouds)
(How am I still here missing you somehow?)
I hope we die holding hands
(Two ashes fall up into black clouds)
And if we die holding hands
(How am I still here missing you somehow?)