Theirs was a match made in Heaven
… And on Earth.
Her effervescence
Perfectly complemented his calmness.
Love was but natural,
As deep as the still waters of a lake in the morning.
It was more than just physical.
It existed in everything.
She loved flowers.
He loved watching her braid them in her hair.
He loved his morning coffee and newspaper.
She loved hearing his views on making the world better.
She’d laugh like a gurgling river.
He loved it when she did.
He’d hum songs from the yesteryears.
She loved it when he did.
Even their moments of disagreement
Deepened their affection,
Like a special condiment
That added a flavor to their connection.
They were the kind of lovers
Who actually lived their wedding vows.
Each year saw them together.
Each year saw their love grow.
But, then, there came a wretched phase
When an ill wind did blow.
It took her away in its grasp
Leaving him pining and alone.
Now, in the autumn of his life,
He yearns to be by her side.
At times, a tear rolls down his eyes
As he searches for her footprints in the void.
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