She is walking with the Grim Reaper
Telling him her story,
When she finishes she turns to him
" Have you ever felt anything, like love?"
" Yes," He replies " I have."
He tells her about the one nearby
" I call out to her"
Her voice refreshing to his weariness
" Where are we going?"
" Into the presence of your shadows."
The one nearby smiles, " Someone remembers me."
" We follow the past."
During their visits the one nearby reflects
The look of long traveling
They return and once again
The one nearby is silent
" Have I ever felt anything, like love? Yes, I have."