I need to be forgotten to live,
in death you will know me.
please, dear one,
do not grasp for me
we are both sad,
I know,
I am sorry for this,
but life will forgive
a letting go that is pure,
and I will return
not as you knew me
not as my memories would like,
but as a man
who needs nothing
and everything at once,
tenderness and fire
will be waiting.
