When you loved me wholly then I were free.

Then there lay fragments of magic in the wake of your stride.

The couple had volcanoes for friends. They fell in love with the strange animals.
And though they knew their friends could be there end, they wanted it no other way.

My memories run past me as I stand and watch then ocean. I catch them pass and i turn, running behind them as fast as I can. I run toward them and after their glory and I grasp, running arms outstretched as though a magnet were pulling me fast.
My hands slip, my grasp is too weak, and they are gone now, as soon as they came.

Messing my hair in their gale I fall short and look on. I fear I will chase them forever.