Dust

Let us pretend we’re children once again

and with bare feet explore the world anew,

unaware of war or death or pain;

belonging to the Earth’s so lucky few.

We feel the sprinkling rain caress our skin,

the tears of gods and goddesses above

they witness the rebirth of Roman kin –

we now are Mars and Venus, bound by love.

You hold me close as if I’ll float away,

our toes do touch and everything is right;

Forever in your arms now will I stay,

your princess of the dawn, the day, the night.

We fight, we scream, we cry, we kiss, we love –

until the very end we turn to dust.