The Dying Wife

There was a man who lived on the sea
Who had a dying wife
Each day he would serenade her
And warm her heart each night

She got sicker and sicker
But little did he know
Since the smile that shone out of her
Dazzled the darkest boats

So the man went to the port
And met a young lady
They had their way on the beach
While the wife lay in pain

The man returned and told his wife
He felt confused by his actions
But the wife simply passed away
Her soul abandoned her in seconds

Looking down she watched them
No longer who they were
Saddened by this tragedy
Both beyond repair

She looked across the bed frame
And up towards the night
There was his soul opposite
His eyes blue like the sky

No words came out of their mouths
But so much was shared
Without their bodies
Only love was heard

It filled the sky like an explosion
It warmed the earth for days
They wondered as they floated back
Could they survive this phase

They slowly returned to atoms
Into denseness they were cramped
She opened her eyes as he held her hand
And for life they did thank.

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