The moon shone down on the lovers
And we watched them, enrapt
Remembering the best joy of living
Was finding another just like ourselves.
The man touched her face
And we held our non-existent breaths
We closed our eyes just as she did
And longed to lean into a lover’s embrace
We sighed as she nestled in his arms
Trying to fight her true emotions
And we wanted to tell her
Not to deny herself of love.
And as he kissed her neck so lovingly
Breathed softly at her ear
We remembered our own lives
Wasted away for nothing.
Oh love, oh sweet breath of love
How we wished at that moment
To just say close your eyes and love
For there may be no tomorrow.
But they know this
They have been here
Just as we have been here
And maybe once long ago
It was them who watched us
Wishing to be free from death
Alive and in love again.
Poem by Paul D Aronson.