The End

I want to walk with him until the end
Stand before hell both condemned
As long as he holds my hand
I can face whatever God will send

I want to touch his face
As the world falls, feel his embrace
Holding me tight to ease the ache
Protecting me from the bite of fate

I want to see his eyes at the end of a rainbow
That is where our kisses go
That is where our love will grow
The end, together, is an afterglow

© Delia Ross. 2019