Her petite body wrapped in a mauve flowing gown
Lay in a dark, heavy coffin
With red roses and white carnations scattered over her.
The diamond pendant on her neck sparkled
reminding him of the night they shared their first kiss.
Death did not take away her beauty, neither his love, their love.
Lay in a dark, heavy coffin
With red roses and white carnations scattered over her.
The diamond pendant on her neck sparkled
reminding him of the night they shared their first kiss.
Death did not take away her beauty, neither his love, their love.
*the title is borrowed from the poem To his Coy Mistress by Andrew Marvell
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