It always ends

I remember well, the days we spent together
memories unwind within A tapestry of silken twine
woven within A wilted wine of distant time
drunken far too quickly to truly taste the embrace
of the true essence of innocence erased
torn to waste within a brief eternal haste
-Bodies bound with limbs intertwined
New gods discovered within our minds
A brief blissful moment of eternity burns
as the hands of time slowly turns
our hands upon each other's sultry skin
each searching for another scorching soul within
The endless hours which devour us all
eventually always ends