The perfumed petals swirled gently around the pair like falling snow.
“They are a symbol of the fleetingness, but beauty of life, Jim.”
“I don’t see how anyone can associate something so beautiful with death.”
“Without death, there would be no meaning to life.”
“It doesn’t bother you that one day one of us will die, leaving the other-” Tender fingers silenced him.
“Do not misunderstand, T’hy’la. I cannot bear to think of life without you. I simply meant that we must live life to its fullest every day. I intend to spend the rest of my life loving you.”