Echoes of Ren
Goodbye my Love, I wish all to be forgotten.
Wash my names and images from the texts and walls and only carry me in your heart.
Beloved, we have danced a mighty war and won-
The sun goes to set and we will perform our last play.
By daybreak our weary knees will have given out and I will fall upon you in irresistible embrace.
Then, we are no more but faceless dandelions.