Beyond Regret

Is there a reason
you need to trust me
or can I wear my mask
into your bed

We've circled each other
enough to know
that keeping score
won't break the tie

The first time won't be the last
but the last will always be the first
always a new exploration
into the regions beyond regret

Kiss

I hear the whisper of the scythe
and soon will feel its kiss
where the morning dew turns red
the grass no longer grows