if i died tonight

(part 2 of if i were to die tonight)

if i died tonight, 
i know your hands 
would shake around 

my draining cheeks
as dusk of sun and 
as dawn of moon 

met once more with 
me as their mediator,
with me as their judge. 

leaves would sway with
my breath, cold, smokey
wind would blow my

last apology to you.
wiping away tears 
with a crisp burn.

we are no summer love, 
rather bound by 
septembers blazing leaves.