Infinite Love

Memories like stars
shining bright in a blank, black sky.
Infinite love, that is a promise.
A promise kept locked by the memories that choke back my salty tears.

It remembers the sweet, warm dough, that rippled under her papery touch,
the laughter and the tears that brought us closer.
The hands that held and the hearts that ached,
like two worlds colliding into their unknown fate.

The shiny chain,
the beating heart.
The comfort I wear, covers my aching soul.
The figure eight that whispers, ‘Forever and always.’

The links in the comforting chain
carry each other through thick and thin.
Though the polished silver will wear and rust,
the memories will live on for years to come.

The dark black cave keeps it safe and protected,
on special occasions it awakes from its hibernation.
Even my longing prayers will not know,
how the icy sadness and despair that keeps us frozen in time,
is melted by the warmth of our love.