No longer declining, i'm on a rise, riding a steady gradient for a better future but not just for me.
Distancing the pair of you as the air thins and my feeling of sancity weakens, i hold the thought picture perfect of the discrete smile on the black and white screen and that of yours with gentle passing tears before a sly hand removes them.

Admiring the beauty that of love for another made me realise i no longer stand in an illusion. This is real although a miracle it truelly is happening, every heartbeat (and those skipped) to every line you draw with your finger on my back.
I have no wish to return to the days of old or derilict foundations.
I'll take my redeveloped blueprints and take them not to cover the old battleground but to build on new ground with a cleansing soil where not even the faintest memory rides the wind of these plains.

I've always dreamed of a sanctuary.
You are my sanctuary.