For However Long Forever Is

"Come lay with me" he whispers into the dimly lit
March air, pulling me closer with each passing second;
fleeting, yet familiar- and as his words gently hit
my ears, I feel his pulse intertwine with my own.
 
The wind and rain starts up again
as we reminisce on that November night.
I tell him not to worry as I look into his ocean eyes-
I tell him everything will be alright.
 
I am to him as he is to me-
Beyond the infinite waters of the unforgiving
tomorrow; we close our eyes and know each other again.

But to others who catch our gaze, or even look our way,
we are two candles with one flame-
burning side by side, for however long forever is.