Nights

The night can soothe new souls,
can open new doors.

Gentle touches can ensue,
just as the night wears on....



'With gentle kisses, he took her in,
drinking them up like water,
with an insatiable hunger,
as if he'd never get enough....'



Two souls can grow closer,
just with a single touch.

Memories can haunt,
just with a glimpse of an old face.



'He held her crying form closer,
trying to stop the shaking,
trying to mute the tears
as they fell from sea-green eyes....'



Love can be accepting,
or just give up on someone.

Nights can be kindly,
just as days can be cruel.



'She knew he loved her,
knew he always would...
then what was there to fear, he asked?
Why was she afraid?'



Life comes, life goes,
friendships, loves remain.

And soon, before we know it,
bells toll on a wedding day.



'Dressed in the pink and white
that had once been her mothers,
she spun in front of the mirror,
and dazzled the men at the altar.'



600 years in the making,
life has come and gone.

Even though they're buried,
their legacy lives on.



'Dressed in all black, the friend,
the comerade lies a dozen red roses
on the graves that lay side by side
of his best friend and his sister in law.'



Rest in Peace, Ian and Samantha Derquinne