She lay motionles devoid of all feeling for others, an emptiness consumed her. A time passed a time to come. It wasn't always so, oh no there had been great turbulent moments of passion, but like seasons now past, gone. For he was the steer, her light, her spirit and now he lay with another. Their meeting evoked a state of unison neither could imagine and yet it ended as did their marriages, blown apart by it's energy and light. Now, dust settled, there is no other, no substitute. Oh lovers taken but to quell the fire. For he is still there. Distant, though not far. They circle like planets and pass in close proximity,  never touching the force pulls them together. They will one day orbit each other again or simply collide and be blown to oblivion.