We've been out for what feels like æons,

Who knew the day could feel so cold?

The sun bleaches my hair to a light honey blonde,

The sun blinds you, yet in yout eyes,

I am still beautiful

The sun sets, and yet,

We're still here

Waiting for our destiny to unfold,

You have big dreams for us, I'm told

The sun still in our eyes, we watch the water of the moon's pull

I'm enamoured by your smile, yet your reflection is all I know

How can I still see you when you're no longer here?

Cautious, the edge I near,

It's not the water that I fear

I'm right above as our reflections begin to merge

You get closer, my vision begins to blur

Pull me under, kiss me slow

You don't listen when I say "no"

You tell me you get it, but you really don't

You don't listen when I say "Let go"

Till death, we don't part,

Near end, you'll tear me apart

Till every bit of my name is taint,

To you, I am dead, but to me...

I am Saint.

© ST.Mortenson