Still Almost Always Done

Still,
laying here,
you watch me
watch you in my eyes.
Thus it begins.
You, me,
us.

Almost,
but not
quite love yet.
Soon to be love, this.
But not yet
is this
love.

Always
my hand
in your hand.
Your heart and my heart,
beat as one.
This is
love.

Done,
this love.
I'll go now,
no more to be said.
You go too.
All is
done.