They decided that once lives
had taken course, they would
settle into the rest of existence
with one another in a small plot
of land ne'er to be bothered.

Both had been there so much
for one another, through difficult
and happy alike, that tending to
a lighthouse would appease
restless and listless souls.

Do not be confused though:
the love and passion reigned
like the ocean's waves crashing
onto the once jagged rock face,
located below that lighthouse.

The days were to be spent
together without outside interruption
as the passing years shown
on feeble bodies, yet with minds
strong and verile as youth.

Their passion began in tumultuous
times, when she was mourning
an eight year old, in the version
of a relationship that never grew up,
infancy would be all it ever knew.

She feared the instant connection
was far too strong to be real; yet
to not betray those feelings with
half-hearted attempts, she left
his side to cleanse her mind.

He realized that patience
(even though he lacked the ability)
would yield a situational surrender,
though the payoff would be much more:
two hearts, one path.

The absence made fonder beings
but also mixed signals, that is why
once they became one the lighthouse
was a perfect symbol of those difficult
times early on.  The few rough times.

So obviously our damsel sifted
mental pathways and retrieved
her heart that was removed,
and promptly gave it to her prince,
romantic, caring, and poetic.

Their love was epic.
They flourished in ways wealthy people
envied, walking down the street hand in hand -
all could tell that simple materialistic
dreams they did not endure.

At any moment they could stop time
with a stolen look and a deep,
earth-shattering grasp on meaning:
They loved each other more than
words or eyes could describe.

So they lived a life of successful
simplicity, even with such complex
and complete individuals and the
possibility of clashing, they managed
to make feelings overpower thought.

They did what they wanted.
Raised a family.  Made a difference.
Now it was time for them to realize
the benefits of acceptance, diligence,
an ending all their own.

Looking in upon our loves found
we see a couple gazing
with a devotion that never rested
in a lighthouse that symbolized
all that is well and safe.

The End

04/12/2007

Author's Note: Yet it is all still unwritten.

Posted on 04/12/2007
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