Lovers Entangled

Unable are the Loved to die, for Love is Immortality." - Emily Dickinson

When the Last Night suffuses the Brain

And the Last Sight flickers into Neither Light nor Dark

She will see him; he will see her

There'll be sureness, recognition beyond then-inert Senses

The Red Threads will not, cannot, snap 

Once they were enamored & now they will be again

Until the Cosmos' Candle goes out

The Lovers are promised to be reborn

And find each other they will