They stand with their arms tightly around each other   a mixture of flesh, so rich in days   where the sea touches the land   she wants to tell him the truth   But the wind eats her words   where the sea ends   she holds his hand, trembling   and kissed him on the forehead   She carries the evening in her chest   and knows that she must wither away   she lays her head in his lap   and asks for a last kiss   and then he kissed her   where the sea ends   her lips, delicate and pale   and his eyes tear up   The last kiss was so long ago   the last kiss   he does not remember it anymore