A Blanket of Love
Two hearts emotionally tethered to each other
fear which one death may choose to visit first.
And as time passes, sadness swells
within their hearts thinking about it.
Acceptance of the inevitability of the other's death
triggers apprehension, a very human experience.
Such feelings can overwhelm aging hearts,
for love's a two-edged sword.
Memories entertain like-minded minds
exploring their theater of recognition.
And like family films of days gone by,
they chuckle at long-forgotten escapades
of a lifetime of hopes, equally shared.
They recall their lives with no regret
warmly wrapped in a blanket of love,
sharing hearts, two have morphed into one.
Fond thoughts oft drift to yesteryears,
trying to offset the tide of tears
that start to ebb and flow as the last years unfold.
The question of who will die first
fuels fear of uncertainty within conjoined hearts.
When my time comes to pass, I'll close my eyes,
let out a breath, and, with a sigh, slip away!
Dying's not the scary part;
leaving my soulmate behind is!
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