They woke from their dream
Realising it’s not
Both facing each other
Eyes wide in thought

He knew
She knew
This was the last look
They’d give each other
For the times they could

Undressed they were
For it felt they were safe
The glitter had gone
Into roots of each day

A fire of sorts
She carried for him
Like the path he walked
In search of her dream

Endless the thread
Of thoughts he chained
The same wandering
She left to the streams

Bags ready and down
One last embrace left
This summer had begun
On a heated pretence