the ides of may

It begins with the locking of the eyes
The separation draws them even closer
For after the waters have gone dry
He will stand still, bolder and stronger

It begins with the touching of the lips
The attraction now grasping eternity
While the moon upon the window creeps
She will stay steady, true simplicity

It begins with the opening of the heart
Two lovers fall onn the fifteenth of May
Two hands caught in a carefree sway
Two heartbeats less than a second apart