It Was Enchatement

I stuck my tongue out as much as I could
And the air felt edible,
And life was fresh.

Your common sense was replaced
With entertainment and I understood
That you could taste the sky too
And the stars and the ground
-they were all so sweet.

In exquisite joys we have bathed
And shared our stories in strange languages;
You have recited verses
And I got rid of all our last pains.

The sun was alluring
And your music constantly broken
With my laughter.

I saw you die happily in my arms;
It was enchantment.