The day we met the sun had burned the sky
To coal black and bitter ashy gray,
And lit the pass with its ascending ray,
Where only we existed - you and I.
As if the Universe were to deny
Its matter and as if it were to slay
Those us, whom we were up until that day
When nothingness had echoed quiet "hi..."
And though each piece is back to former place,
I am the only one that you behold.
There are no faces other than my face,
There are no words except of those I told...
I am your Earth and you are now my Space,
Embracing me in our perfect World.