The Perfect Ending by Michael Sapp






When the stars go out

Their eyes are the last thing you see

When the ground shakes

Their breath is the last thing you feel

When the seas rise

Their hair is the last thing you smell

When the blood runs

Their lips are the last thing you taste

When the world ends

Their voice is the last thing you hear

You are theirs

And they are yours

The Perfect ending

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