The shadow of a young man,
And the shadow of a young woman
Sit side by side on a hill.
This hill looks down upon a path.
I walk this path each day.
And each day they look out at me
From their perch on the green grass.
Whether the weather is mild or moderate
Their patch on the earth remains sunlit and calm.
They stare past the world outside of their own
As if all that truly exists to one
Is the other.
But I see them plainly.
Their eyes laugh with the light of the sun.
Softly, their skin seems to glow from within.
His arms tenderly envelop her body.
He strokes her silken hair.
She sees him with eyes of adoration
Taking refuge in his embrace.
His own eyes seem to laugh with the world,
Filled with the joy of love.
Cupid and Psyche never found better embodiments
Here below than in this pair.
These lovely shadows have been made immortal.
Their bodies never age.
Their love never wavers.
The miraculous beauty they have made
Will stand for all time.