Life & Death Romance
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1 min readJun 6, 2019
We were younger
When we first met
Not young
But younger
When we first met
Our lives were over
Eros defiled
Stripped of hope
When we first met
Our wounds
Somehow
Drew us together
When we first met
We couldn’t conceive
Joy beyond failure
Elation beyond baggage
When we first met
In ten years since
We dreamed
Of ageing together
When we first met
I ne’er supposed
That while I aged
You’d grow no older
Rest now
My joy in tatters
’Til we first meet
Again
Inspired by, and in honour of an old school friend. I met his lovely wife of about 10-years just a month ago. She died suddenly last week. Her memorial service was today. Sometimes nostalgia can flow from a broken heart.
