After all is said and done, I want you with me. After the sun has crossed the sky for countless times, with grace that can’t be matched and never will. When the sounds of run and stumble, fleet and fumble, all have quit, I want you with me. At the moment in the balance when the chances all are laid out. In the stilled blush of after satiated and unlimbed. In the brevity of time when the world comes in to focus I want to see countless things and only one, though the space of time allowed all may be brief, I want you with me. After all is said and done, I want you with me.