When the crash of sand, the still of the wave,
None shall concur the blue on the pave,
When the sky topples, and the earth breaks,
Hell and heaven kiss at their gates,
When I live after death, and stand on a ledge,
And the living awake to touch of the edge,
When she kneels to the poor, and robs the beloved,
And dances with death till she slumbers above it,
When they're waltzing together with all of nothing,
And in clutches of fire, they send for something,
When it lurks in the light, and stands out in the dark,
And the queen of the wave asks for a heart,
When it writhes in joy and smiles in pain,
The lie of your touch breaks me too plain,
When I cry at your laugh, and listen to your tears,
We die together with out any fears.

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(My sister helped with this one)