His breath curled slowly climbing before vanishing like a fleeting dream vanishing in the blink of an eye, eyes that now wondered to gaze on the ghostly galleon that sailed the skies slowly climbing to join the distant sisters that danced and flickered in the obsidian sky bathing the silent world in a gentle silver light. The dark pavement sparkled under its caress making the silent light twirl and spin in countless ways. Cold fingers gently brushed against his core, a subtle, silent smile tricked the corners of his ruby lips into a faint half smile. His crystal blue eyes wavered for a moment not matching the soft smile a single salty tear graced his porcelain cheek eventually falling from his icy mask of emotion.
The tear told an endless tale as it fell the shadows of a love that couldn’t be his danced in the clear sphere. The tender embraces that will never occur the secret smiles across the room showing a world of passion. Like a mirror the memories that never formed shattered digging into his heart leaving scars that could never fade. The lost hopes blinked away with his last tear. Broken chords of broken love songs echoed against the silent chasms of his soul.
The beautiful vial of death played across his fingers a cold reminder that an endless night was about to wrap itself around him and stifle the quiet murmurs of his futile heart. Slowly he lowered onto the dark bench, his final loving home. Suddenly death took him, leaving him blissfully numb the wrinkled knuckles of the invisible spirit held him in place as the ultimate lost thought wandered across his mind the glorious sun as it sat enthroned by the pearly clouds. Faithful lungs rose and fell for the last time, remembering the smell and taste of the summer air perfumed with tiny flowers. His eyes closed quietly imagining the soft curl of their hair one last time.
Then an ancient hooded figure held the body, his midnight robes blew soundlessly around them marble white hands lifted him strong arms protecting him. Under the hood a timeless face frowned quietly longing that the boy had walked along a different path, a path to happiness where he wouldn’t have to take him so soon. He moved gracefully forward kissing his forehead closing the minds eye, he watched as the light of life left him slowly, the soul that was old before it’s time moved slowly, certainly towards the ancient moon. A silvery tear slid down the figures bony cheek only glad that at least the child had not been alone at the end not really. Then like a shadow he was gone the lifeless form fell slowly to rest in an infinite slumber.