Where once the helpless, bleeding pictures of happy days lay torn and ruined,
a melancholy sound of a mournful violin.
One heart stood alone, trembling.
Now the flutes, muffling night-time's sinister curse.
A flicker of hope, a message of peace from deep within.
Truth and understanding found in the harmony of two souls once hopelessly and eternally entwined.
A single act of beauty - a confidence made, a secret kept; and all is repaired.
A beautiful melody.
I give you away with a newfound joy and greet you with sincerity in my smile. A love not found in love.
My heart, my friend, my teacher, my muse.