Finite

I feel anchored to this place,
As I lay my head here,
On the soft flesh of her chest,
Measuring time with her heart,
Incredulous that I ever believed
That time was infinite,
That universes were infinite,
Because this here is truth,
She is real, yet somehow mortal,
She is finite, and everlasting youth
Exists purely through memory,
Which is good, because it means
She is entirely mine, tangible now and only now,
Unable to allure faithless minds that always want more,
This here, this planet we have created
Inside of our bed is the only world that matters.
The only present that will ever exist,
The only future that will turn death into a starless night.

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