Human hindsight
After the fact
A dance we should
Have made.
Skin to skin
Heart to heart
Our lives meld
As purely one.
I pain to see
These memories
Whether they are
Or are not true.
For maybe if
They are.
I could have
Saved us two.
Am I too late?
Am I too weak
Or is it too far gone.
To speak of love
To speak of it.
Long and lasting.
A dance we should
Have made.
Just days before
The fall.
The day we lost
It all.
Maybe I am
Connecting dots
Where non lie.
For we are fickle
And we believe
We know more
Than fate