She said. Will you remember.
He said. Yes.
She. Will you remember us.
He. Yes.
She. When I am gone.
He. Yes.
She. Will you remember that we always made love in other peoples houses.
Yes.
We had no home.
Yes.
No home to come back to.
Yes.
No. We had none. No home.
Yes.
To call our own. No.
Yes.
No.
Yes.
Yes. You will remember.
Yes.
I know my darling.
Yes.
How hard it must be.
Yes.
How hard it is for you.
Yes.
For you.
Yes.
You live your life in so many fragments.
Yes.
But you make time.
Yes.
So much time. Thank you, my love.
Yes.
Thank you for making time.
Yes.
For us.
Yes.
For me.
Yes.
I am trembling.
Yes.
Hold me.
Yes.
Hold my body.
Yes.
As if.
Yes.
As if it is the last thing.
Yes.
You will hold before.
Yes.
You die. Remember what you said.
Yes.
To me. Once. After we had loved each other.
Yes.
To death. You said you wanted to die.
Yes.
In me.
Yes.
Yes. To die in me. So that I could then bury you.
Yes.
Inside of me.
Yes.
I would make a grave of my body.
Yes.
And you would lie in it.
Yes.
Forever. Together at last.
Yes.
Till death do us part.
Yes.
Joined in holy matrimony.
Yes.
I would visit you.
Yes.
With flowers.
Yes.
Each morning.
Yes.
Noon.
Yes.
Each night. I would tend the grave.
Yes.
Lovingly.
Yes.
My body would sustain.
Yes.
And feed.
Yes.
Your body. Till you were.
Yes.
Ready.
Yes.
To be born.
Yes.
The fruit of my womb.
Yes.
My own.
Yes.
My own sweet.
Yes.
Sweet love.
Yes.
Once. Just once.
Yes.
I want you.
Yes.
To be mine.
Yes.
I remember your mouth.
Yes.
The way it would seek.
Yes.
Out. My breath.
Yes.
My breath between your lips.
Yes.
Your lips.
Yes.
Lips that would take into safekeeping.
Yes.
My breath.
Yes. And for the longest time I would.
Yes.
Cease.
Yes.
Cease to be. To breathe. You were.
Yes.
My life.
Yes.
And my reason. For living.
And you mine.
Yes.
My reason. For living.
Yes.
I mean it.
Yes.
Do you remember.
Yes.
The well. The well.
Yes.
You found me in.
Yes.
In which I had allowed myself to fall.
Yes.
I can still see it.
Yes.
See the dark.
Yes.
Suck the white out of the light.
Yes.
Make it bleed.
Yes.
The bloodied dark inside the well.
Yes.
Inside the well.
Yes.
You knew.
Yes.
Even then. That it was mine.
Yes.
The well. The dark. The bleeding.
Yes.
It was just me.
Yes.
Lowering a bucket.
Yes.
Deeper. Deeper. Into the dark.
Yes.
Of my well. Within.
Yes.
The light had lost its way.
Yes.
In the dark inside.
Yes.
My head. But I had to.
Yes.
Keep on.
Yes.
Keep on lowering the bucket.
Yes.
Till it reached.
Yes.
The bottom.
Yes.
You saved me.
Yes.
Yes.
Yes.
Yes you saved me from myself.
Yes.
I can hear the waves.
Yes.
Even now.
Yes.
Crashing against the defenses.
Yes.
I had built.
Yes.
To protect myself. Precisely.
Yes.
From this very thing. This.
Yes.
Desire.
Yes.
Desire to drown. To plunge.
Yes.
Into the dark.
Yes.
Thank you my love.
Yes.
For saving me. I love you.
Yes.
And want to gift you my life.
Yes.
It is your life. You.
Yes.
Are my life.
Yes.
And yet. We have no life.
Yes.
To call our own. Together.
Yes.
Just once.