The land of death

As we walk through this field of the dead it is hand in hand with you my love

You stop and ask a mere question that has reckoned a part of your brain for this long tormented path

The question that you stated was….

"Why has this land been reeked and tormented with death, bad have you brought my body a soul to this place of torment?"

I sated back to you that not all in this world is dyeing

"For our love is strong and living, and for we are not dead in this world"

Then you look up with a smile that has a touch of emotion and say….

"I know and I love you"