You lie on the bed
Wearing nothing but my shirt
Surrounded by our castaways
Your bra my pants your skirt
You idly thumb a magazine
Your hair across your face
Each moment floats forever
And disappears without a trace
I'm so happy I could cry
Now's the perfect time to say goodbye
Before the rush of novelty
And mystery runs out
Before the silly spats begin
And brooding angry pouts
Before endearing quirks
Become annoying traits
Before a future full of hope
Becomes a hopeless fate
Your perky little butt peeks from
Its shirt-tail hiding place
The afternoon sunbeam's light
Defines our cozy space
Dust motes dance and whirl
Like timid lovers then unite
You look up and smile
And softly ask "Are you alright?"
You're so lovely I could cry
Now's the perfect time to say goodbye
