People die
Stories end
Fears vanish in the thin air
Minds shut down
Bodies fall
Chapters close
What lives on?

He repeats himself a lot.
I love that about him.
I also love the times when we seperate in public (like to use the bathrooms)
And I see him in the crowds with an almost panicked look, eyes darting around,
And then when his find mine,
His face relaxes, and he just smiles
One of those rare amazing smiles
That actually reach the eyes and burst out.
I love that.

As I stand beneath,
sky's embrace,
open arms,
claim me as its own.

each drop,
cold,
yet warmth blossom in me.

each raindrop,
feels as a caress,
a lover's kiss,
as it drenchs my soul.

Robin, butterfly, chaffinch calls
wisteria climbs on ancient walls,
magnolia, daffodil, snowdrop scramble
carrion crows parade and amble,
in the garden near the maze
early spring brings warmer days