Butterfly fly-by let me know

That life is alive and well in the solar system,

That the random patterns of randomness go on and on forever.

I see there really is no death,

For my love of you has only gotten worse,

And I know my love for you will never die.

Faces from the sky come vaguely in.

I see the wispy thin clouds amidst the thunderheads.

They let me see what I want to see,

Your face still smiling,

Your eyes still shining down on me,

Your love still so beautiful and strong.

I carry on my love affair with you

Through the mystic blue of the sky,

Through the illusion of space and time,

Until we can be together again.

-jenn