Passed

We've paid our dues
And owe nothing else
To this empty place.
Follow along, now,
And I'll show you
Fullness of life.
That bitter taste
Will not touch your lips
So long as I am near...
So wait right there
And let me be
Your hands, eyes, and heart.
I am what you need
And hope to be
What you want one day.
Where will this existence
Lead the pair of us?
I think, if it's not
Too pretentious,
To a life of grand design
Where you and I will
Stay forever as ethereal beings
Full of the grace of days.

--C.R.E.