With trembling hands,
She
touches his face.
Memories,
Like
shadows,
Etched
in the lines.
Familiar
warmth,
On
parchment skin.
Unspoken
understanding.
A
universe of two.
His
lips brush her palm,
Eyes
alight with love.
They
turn to leave,
Hand
in hand;
Heart
to heart.
Walking
life’s paths,
And
coming at last,
To
their journey’s end.
Together.
--- M.S. Faour