A Beginning Like Ours

The stars bled in my periphery

and yet I could not turn my head

to witness the end

for you were there, glittering starlight -

the beginning in the midst of oblivion.

How could I face that encroaching doom

with your presence like a magnet

pulling my soul to yours -

melting our hearts into one?

In the hereafter, I recall that gentle smile,

the flashing teeth and whimsical depths

defining those stunning eyes of blue;

so much more awe-inspiring

than the half-lived life

flashing before my eyes.

Even as the roar of the world

threatened to close around me,

to swallow me whole

in its darkness -

your warmth like a beacon

called to me.

What is an end like mine

compared to a beginning like ours?