Night Again

Pebbles crumble softly under their feet,
See in their eyes, the sky burning in the dark,
And the diamonds raining upon the waters.
Feel her soft palm, petite wrist in your hand,
Fingers intertwining, touching, escaping yours.

The wind teases them, breathing her hair upon his cheek.
Look upon her as she turns to look into your eyes,
Her lips barely parted, the hint of an enticing smile.
Look deeper, feel her breath on your lips, her scent - venom,
But embrace the fear, they are clouds, not wisps of smoke.

She didn't know that it could happen once more - winds, stars
Conspiring to bring her back from the depths of death.
Bring your palms here, feel the touch of life, of another - of the one,
And as it rains, it caresses your lips, and your neck, hold your breath,
Feel it, feel something beating, something breathing, hold on to it.

Hear the waves crash on the shores, the sky darkens, conspiring too,
They're walking on the sand, as it softly strokes their toes,
And the world around them is dissolving into a memory faithfully,
As you fear this evening will end sometime soon, but believe, it will not,
The moon must traverse the sky, the stars must live on, and the sun must rest.

The wind carries them effortlessly over the shells scattered on the path,
Feel the oceans spray soft salts upon their sweet skins - awaken. 
Sense them gravitate closer, colliding intensely as tectonic plates do,
You feel the earth move, the ground slipping away, falling, into nothingness. 
Is she born again, or facing death one more time?