"Footsteps"- Dedicated to an ole friend :)

The feet walked side by side in unison along the cobbled sidewalks.
When the eyes met, the images were clear, bright, and warm…
When the eyes didn’t meet, the images were still clear, bright and warm…

As the seasons passed, the cobbled paths were less traversed together…
The footsteps rang hollow …
When the eyes met, the images were still clear… Sharper but less warm
The eyes hoped for rain…
The Gods were kind…
As the raindrops streaked down the image became less sharp
The image grew clear, bright and warm…
Sighs escaped lips… the footsteps gained a chirp as paths crossed…

As times would come to pass… the crossings would become fewer.
As the eyes met, there were no images…
It was a stark world…
The eyes hoped for rain
The gods could do but so much
The clouds gathered but showered not a drop….
A moment of silence … Something had died..
Suddenly the images were clear, bright and warm
No rain…
Just a pair of wet eyelashes…
No sound of footsteps…No cobbled paths to travel
Just a pair of wet eyelashes…