Captured Memories

Cold, and bright
the white gem sparkles.
Held aloft in fingers
trembling with the grief of loss.
A sigh.
And slowly words begin
to tumble from
the lips that shared
a million kisses.
Bringing life
to mem'ries builded
over time, that
now seems far too short,
where once stretched
out forever
and beyond.
Another and another join
the first, and voices raise together,
soft to start.
Then build to a crescendo
as the love and
lives all shared
pour forth to be absorbed
within that, oh so
precious jewel.
Then silence falls.
And naught but echoes
shall remain, until the day
dawns o'er again when
name shall once more grace
those aching lips.
And cold, white stone
shall melt as all
within flies free.