Life weighed on her soul
like millions of stones.
Her lover the spaces in between,
those beautiful weightless moments
he gave to her.
But t he stones grew heavier still
and those beautiful moments
were so fragile in their impermanence.
So she held her choices in her hand
and she took them all.
Going to her lovers bed
and to her lovers arms,
and in his arms she breathed her last,
a sigh so soft and sweet
and her lover held her closer still
kissing those gently parting lips he wept
Loving her into her own eternity.