When Life loved Death

"What makes you feel alive?"

Death asked life

"I feel" she answered politely

Death pondered much and asked again

"What else? "

"I love," She said

"Do you feel me too? " Death did ask

"Yes I do, taunting me night and day

However hard I try, 

You never go away."

"Love me, do you then? " 

Death wanted to know.  

"Maybe just a little now, 

But in time may be much more" 

Life shyly said. 

So Death and Life, a love story

Did they begin. 

And Death loved Life, 

His love growing deep within. 

Life, her love for Death did show

And in Death's eyes

Did his love for Life glow. 

Then one fateful day

Death in his utmost love for Life

Swept her off her feet 

For his Creator back home to meet. 

Life willingly embraced Death

For they both did not know

That after that loving embrace

Life would live no more. 

So in pure anguish

Death wanders by,

In his darkened world

Waiting, 

Searching

For his true love, Life

So every other Life he sees, 

He thinks is his. 

So taunt them and take them does he

Hoping to find his Life 

A love to set him free.