A Gift of Immortality

When the sun disappears from view,

it hasn't gone completely.

When the moon fades from the morning sky,

it hasn't gone completely.

As I sit across from you

and

whisper secrets about what once was

We have our lives ahead of us

 to see what we mean by our words

Actions may be remembered

and recalled

They may show us what time

sacrificed looks like to the untrained eye

Yet the one thing that remains permanent

 is how our words affect each other

My heart may hear your

 voice

My heart may sing your

song

Yet there is no sound I would rather

hear

That compares to that of your

 heartbeat

And when that

 heartbeat ceases to have a sound

It shall take its place amongst

mine

My heart shall beat for both of us

You will live on within me

Immortals once were told that death

 could not ensnare them

But they discovered the greatest way

 of staying permanent

Was by living amongst others

 by residing within them

So when they were no longer needed

And immortals fled

to the sky

They were always remembered