At Life's end Suivre l’histoire

I dreamt I had forgotten you,
and lost you in the mist of slumber.
Darkened eons did pass us then.

Forgetful I still longed for you,
in nameless shapes and faded colors.
Nor finding light, nor finding friend.

My final day, I did awake,
a body on a death bed, fading.
A quiet room, a tethered brain.

Your smile and light I recognized,
unconsolable I cried, now dying.
For all too late I knew your name.