"Two Things"

Baby, please be mine.
If only for a time.
If only in my mind.
I'd hope it not a crime;
To have just one perfect time;
Staring right into your eyes;
And you back into mine;
Saying nothing, being blind;
To all else but your shine.
You're looking so damn fine;
You're sipping cherry wine;
As all sensations climb;
Your hand curls into mine;
We feel that this is right;
That this should be our lives;
That our hearts should be entwined;
Our bodies souls and minds.
One hand slides down your thigh;
I gently kiss your smile;
For even just a while;
But once before I die;
And your twinkle does subside;
as from this life I slide;
My soul  creaks, wanes and whines;
Off into space-time.
Your warm hands ebbing mine;
A warmth holding all the time;
Causing my soul to fly;
I'm innocent as a child;
Our love can't be denied.
Even as I slowly die;
And fade away, I cry;
With one thing on my mind;
Your eyes, Your smile and our perfect time.