A Blanket Of Love
Lovers forever tethered to each other
fear, which one, Death, will visit first?
And as time passes, a sadness swells
within their hearts, just thinking about it.
Accepting the inevitability of Death;
triggers apprehension, a very human experience.
And such concerns can overwhelm hearts;
proving love is a two-edged sword.
Memories entertain like-minded minds,
sharing theaters of recognition.
And watching old family films of days gone by;
chuckles recall long-forgotten escapades
of a lifetime of dreams we shared equally.
Having lived full lives with no regrets
two half souls fused into one;
warmly wrapped in a blanket of love.
Thoughts tend to drift to yesteryears
to offset the tide of tears
that start to ebb and flow as the years unfold.
The question of who will die first
fuels fears of uncertainty within conjoined hearts.
When my time comes to pass, I'll close my eyes,
let out a breath, and, with a sigh, slip away!
Dying's not the scary part;
leaving my soulmate behind, is!
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