THE FRINGE

Let me be,
Let me be,
Let me see
one more sunset
before I leave,

before I must
return to dust,
time,
we appease
like fallen leaves,

please,
a small space
bedding stars
with the moon, ajar,

to save face,
no longer guard,
I am tired, and
I am scarred,

from soul to skin,
from loss to win,
on the fringe,
my love in regards.