i lie in your consciousness
basking in your delight
i felt your being
it felt like night
we cross paths
stepping on thumbtacks
wondering if our worlds
could collide again
we hold our knives
like we hold our truths
who knew i could fall in love with you
we twirl by fire
the pits of our sorrow
the hollow of our souls
you liked the light
and i loved the dark
grunge of your please
how i felt you needed me
with your tongue slicked
i felt it
us
you atop of me
i begged with greed
as you shadowed with ease
we went a year and a few
and then you came
with your hand on my shoulder
heart in my hands
i let go
walked away
with ease
and finally
in peace
a sense of resolution or conclusion at the end of an artistic work