forever together

She's dead, he thinks, but she shouldn't be, that wasn't part of the plan, he wants her there with him still, to watch her favorite shows on telly for all of eternity, or at least till he dies too.
He made the arrangements,her body arranged "just so" in the dress she wore on their wedding day, and the necklace she wore the first time they were alone and naked, on their wedding night. Even in death she is beautiful he thinks, so absolutly in love still, he can't bear the thought of her lying in the ground ,miles away from him, he has `never slept with out her warm body snuggled up to his. her body next to his has kept him warm in the winter and filled him with wantin desire in the sizzling hot summers.
He never wanted to live with out her, never wanted to feel the skin of another woman next to him, she was his and he was hers, simple, but then Death fucked things up.
Now showing his devotion , he embalms her , drying her body in the garage, lying her in a bed of the best kittylitter money can buy, his devotion is remarkable, if not slightly insane
She will lay in a box next to him in the lounge, her friends will visit and talk about the weather, grand children, and coronation street, she will never miss an episode of top gear, what hold does death have on her now? his much loved wife , resting beside him, mummified for love, the world and eternity and just for the sheer joy of the defiance of death, she was his and he was hers.