Forever Love

For even as love crowns you so shall he crucify you.
Even as he is for your growth so is he for your pruning.
Even as he ascends to your height and caresses your tenderest branches that quiver in the sun,
So shall he descend to your roots and shake them in their clinging to the earth.
Like sheaves of corn he gathers you unto himself.
He threshes you to make you naked.
He sifts you to free you from your husks.
He grinds you to whiteness.
He kneads you until you are pliant;
And then he assigns you to his sacred fire, that you may become sacred bread for God's sacred feast

~ The Prophet by Khalil Gibran

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Mark And Nina

Perhaps it was a dream.

The most beautiful dream she had ever had.

Mark was waiting for her on the beach.

Tunisia.

The place they had spent many happy hours walking hand in hand as they strolled along the shore line.

Time had stopped.

The sky was a burnished gold.

Nina and Mark.

This moment was forever.

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Now Nina rose from her bed and opened the window.

She could see Mark.

He was waiting for her on the beach.

Mark waved to her.

The kindest man she had ever met

Her life truly began the night she met him in a club in Birmingham.

He was tall.

And unmistakably Scandinavian.

With white-blond hair and the most beautiful blue eyes she had ever seen.

Mark Sander had the face of an angel.

And he treated her like a Princess.

She believed that nothing in life was a coincidence.

She was meant to meet him that night.

And from the moment he spoke to her she knew he was the one.

The moment the beautiful girl smiled at him, Mark Sander knew she was the one.

Nina Toscano.

Exotically beautiful.

Half-Spanish

With doe eyes and long raven hair.

She should always have flowers.

White Oleanders.

The ones she wore in her hair the day she married him.

White Oleanders.

The ones she placed on his grave.

Everything was white.

The beach seemed to stretch out forever.

Nina ran to him.

Mark was smiling and stretching out his arms to her.

Nothing else mattered.

Mark was waiting for her.

And she had to be with him.

It was so quiet on the deserted beach.

So still.

Only the sound of gentle lapping waves .

An azure blue sea.

Sparkling like diamonds.

And the beating of her heart.

She was running now.

Laughing and crying.

Her long raven hair tumbled behind her.

Dressed in a beautiful white satin Chloe gown.

And he dressed in a white Prada suit.

Looking like a Prince.

Her Prince.

Soon everything was going to be alright.

Mark and Nina locked eyes

Unable to control their emotions.

He held her.

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And she clung to him.

"I will never leave you my love" he whispered to her.

And she knew he meant it.

It was written on her heart.

They kissed.
And became one.

It might have lasted a few moments.

Or a thousand years.

But all life was in the kiss.

Mark cupped Nina's face in his big hands.

"I will never leave you my love"

She smiled through her tears.

"You are everything" Nina told him.

He took a white rose from his pocket and placed it in her silky hair.

"You should always have flowers" he said.

She reached out and gently touched his handsome face.

They were silhouetted against the burning golden sky.

Nina and Mark.

They were in another place.

Beyond time and space.

That only lovers traversed.

Nina and Mark.

Beautiful together.

Precious moments written on their hearts.

Nina stirred.

Light streamed in through the window.

When she opened her eyes, she wasn't sure whether she had been dreaming.

Mark had been with her.

She could feel him.

Nina looked out towards the beach.

It was empty.

Lonely without him.

But she could till picture him.

Tall and handsome.

In a white Prada suit.

Like the day she married him.

Mark Sander.

Her hero,

Nina Sander hugged herself against the rising winds.

She looked at the crystal vase on the ornate bedside table.

It was filled with white roses.

And the beautiful white satin Chloe dress was draped across a chair.

Upon the wall was a picture of Mark.

Posing beside his red Ferrari.

The most handsome man she had ever seen.

Selfless and kind.

Nina Sander closed her eyes.

She could see him now.

He was waiting for her.

And each day bought her closer to him.

Mark Sander was smiling giving her the thumbs up.

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Like he always did before he got into his racing car.

She wasn't there the day he left her.

Nina had been spared his final moments.

"He knew nothing" they said.

Killed on impact.

She could see him now.

He was beckoning to her.

Soon.

Love never dies.

Nina Sander opened her eyes and the room was full of light.

Mark had gone.

But he had never truly left her.

He was present in every moment of her life.

She could feel him.

She could hear his voice.

"I will never leave you my love"

Nina Sander took the photo from the wall and clutched it to her breast.

"Ah, my love" she sighed.

Years had gone by.

Things had changed.

But things had stayed the same.

Nina Sander rocked herself gently on the edge of the bed.

Mark had gone.

But he had never truly left her.

And one day they would be together again.

Mark and Nina.

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