A Nice Thought

You didn’t need an explanation
and neither did I
for why my eyes were green
or for why you loved those stories
written by Romans long dead.
It was easy to see the reflections of a future history there,
how we knew we’d die before we were dead.

It’s what young people talk about: love and death
we are clearly no exception–
actually, we left death out and and stuck to one another
with love, dove into bodies and decided
we liked it so much that maybe we’d just stay
skip the many years left to live
and die – that we,
the common fate
of what had been so rare
could learn together.