• Lips cold and closed, Her eyes were blind and frozen, as we are now she once was. As She is now, We shall become. She calls the grave a home. Empty and silent, no words...no pain. Waiting always waiting, for the love she was denied. Time worn and silent he waits to die; in waiting he feels pain. Remember them as they were, full of life's inexplicable design. Mourn them not for together they like stones can lie.