The years have passed
We meet again
Along our favorite river
Wind blows softly, I can hear

My face is weathered
My hands are gnarled
But you haven’t aged a day
since last you kissed me

We embrace with outstretched arms
Hearts beat in unison
Be I feel you not
A hoax has fallen upon us

Then visions of you,
in Funerary urn
Mourners bending knee
Cradling precious memories

I remember then the wails
the tears as darkness fell
And in your eyes I can see
The beautiful maiden that once was me