One falls in love marries and believes you will spend eternity together. Death never enters the thought pattern until one day the lover of your life has fallen ill and the pain and agony of not being able to do anything to prevent the inevitable hunts you and your very existence is no longer a certainty. A love story as told by the Lover and the Beloved The journey begins~ His fragile body laid there in complete silence, no longer a part of this world, as we know it. The look in his eyes was that of a faraway place. He was leaving me, leaving this garden of life. Finally, death came to claim my Beloved. His body laid there lifeless. The only transformation apparent to the naked eye the soul did not occupy the body. It no longer lived there the color of his skin was that of ash. While kissing my Beloved from his feet upward coldness as a cold day in January after the rain sent chills up my spine. Sitting all alone hoping that he would come back to me, thoughts flooding who would watch over me, who would protect me from the storms of life? Who would stroke my hair and kiss me gently? Days and nights all rolled into one. Helplessness, fear overtook me realizing my Beloved was gone. No more would I call out his name, no more laughter between us. Whimper became wail of waters, hysterically out of control I drifted, the air beneath my feet was lifting me passionately I felt as if I left this body. I felt my Beloved's tender touch. I felt his breath upon me. The pleasure of his existence of us becoming one, I did not want to let go. Was it a figure of my imagination, had my beloved returned only to lay with me for this last time? Oh my Beloved where shall I look for you?
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