Half Dust

I don’t want to have to prevent another selfish blunder,
I don’t want to have to exchange our lives so soon,
So soon
When we choose to disguise her lingering request, sirens,
May we finally tend our wounds in silence,
Sins dressed,
I won’t forget your face,
Remind yourself of nearing days, Suspended ignorance,
Free my arms from rust, Oh, I must,
Be only half dust,
Every word kept us, And all our love, Was hardly enough,
I Am unaware of such darkness that betrays our number,
Who spoke so soon to summon doubt,
From our ground.
We waited for too long.