The Immortal Melting Man no.4
I visited my lovers grave today
Its been several lifetimes since ive seen her
A woman, among so many other humans, who inspired me to love
Her exuberance for life made me love her
And even next to her grave, weather worn and faded with time, the same sort
Of vibrancy, emanated from the gargoyle i had built to watch over her rest
I was not  in love with this woman
The sacrifice involved with being in love is so wasteful
I loved this woman
The mere fact she was alive, her mannerisms, her physical presence
She made want to love life and find joy in everything in it
As easily as waking up, i loved her
As effortless as winking, i loved her
For a time, my never ending life was synergistic with another, however temporary
But it has been so very very long
Time has robbed me of many things
The color of her eyes, the sound of her voice, the smell of her skin, the warmth of her touch
Her name...
The grave i made for her, is surrounded by so much beauty
Its a place that should inspire me and my memory, or what little remains of it
Among so many of the dead, i return to this spot once a year and stare at the patch of earth that holds my love
And i remember nothing more than the fact that i loved her