The Lovers

He kissed her face as she slept

Never to wake again

The light from her eyes his to see no more 

The warmth of her skin his to hold no longer 

She was his temple

The entity he worshipped and where he worshipped all in one His reason for being

He knew this was coming though

That one day the stars would ask for their sister back

And he would have no choice but to let her go For she was something other

She was something he could name and couldn’t For she was Love

And he was Death

Without Love, all we have is Death 

Without her, he had nothing

There was no life in him anymore

He had ceased to exist

Becoming the nothingness that always was 

And the nothingness that always will be