Hour Glass

If it were preordained
this collision of souls
a cosmic slam
of fragile flesh
against a bend of fate
in contortions of time
more precious than sand
in the hour glass
of my life
each grain spent
with you, Beloved
fell in perfect unison
building our castle
of abandoned dreams
Now just another
fractured fairy tale
a cautionary footnote
in the annals of love;
hold tight the day
for tomorrow holds
no promise
of happily ever after...