romance has a catchphrase
“til death do us part”
matter-of-fact, but vague
black and white, yet gray
crystal clear; opaque
the faces of death are many
seldom identified, often present
love can die, so can life
pleasure dies, so does strife
husband dies, as does wife

til death do us part?
of which death do we speak?
death of assertion? death of being meek?
the death of a month?
of a day? of a week?
death of strength? death of being weak?
death of desire? of eros? (thats greek)

til death do us part?
oh what does it mean?
death of a body? death of a dream?
death of ideas?
of values? of a theme?
death of solitude? death of a team?
death of a love not bursting at the seams?

death of connection? death of a spark?
death of compassion? death of a heart?
death of not knowing when death makes it’s start?
what type of death is it when death does it’s part?