LOVE THAT DEFEATS DEATH

by Christine Daaé

The full moon was lightening the cemetry. All the ways and tombs were good to see. A couple, a man and a woman, walked by in love at any tombstones. They were hofding hands and sometimes one of them softly touched one of the stones. They went to a big door, their family tomb. He opened the door and guided her downstairs. There they found a complete dinner. In respect of the dead she fell softly in his arms. He brought her to her chair and she sat down. He also sat down in opposite of her and filled their glasses with red wine. "A toast, my Love.", he said. "To the anniversary of our death.", she refounded. They cheered and drank a little bit. They shared the whole meal and feeded each other.

After the dinner he got up very slowly and went to her. He stood behind her, kissed her neck and his fingers followed the line of her spine. A small sigh escaped her delightful mouth. "What is, my love?", he asked with soft voice. "Nothing, please don't stop.", she whispered. His lips caressed her neck and his hands were searching for her waist. He embrassed her and helped to get up. she looked into his grey eyes and whispered full of devotion: "Love me." He kissed her forehead, her eyes and her beautiful mouth. She rejoined his kisses with passion. Slowly he pulled of the straps of her burial dress and uncovered her white breasts. He went down on his knees and caressed her bosom. She layed her head back and enjoyed his touches and kisses. Slowly he pulled her down. She helped him to undress. Full of emotion she covered his chest with little kisses. A cold shiver ran down his spine. He helped her to get out of her dress. Then he carried her to her coffin and layed her inside. She sat up and undressed him totally. He got to her in the coffin and loved her, like he did in their wedding night, which was also the night they died.

Luckily united they layed arm in arm. "I love you.", she whispered to him. "Our love is stronger then the death.", he rejoined. After a long and emitional kiss they dressed on and continued their walk over the cemetry. In love, like on their first day, they went in the moonlight and kissed, till the morning began to light. They returned to the tomb and kissed a long good bye. He helped her to get back into her coffin. She layed down, crossed her arms and closed her eyes. He kissed her softly a last time and got into his coffin with the certainity, to see her in her full beauty again on the 4. anniversary of their death again.