Death

Love After Death…..

Love after death

Standing by these nostalgic amendments…

A dejavu I feel, through these known elements…

A calendar that says 1682, along the familiar tiny window…

The sunset rays fall upon the pictures, on the desk now hollow…

Still I stand as they are of you, old and shattered…

You were there in my heart then, with your pieces scattered…

Is this a strange coincidence, or the power of our love vow…

I loved you more than ever then and forever now….