When confronted with death people tend to see life differently. Most people are a great deal more honest with themselves and those around them. Thoughts become more sincere. Love and friendship can be enhanced to a simpler state of mind. No longer bickering over trivial things, no longer needing to force one's own objective.

On the mind of every lover after seeing the face of death. With the possibility of never seeing one another the thought occurs to these lovers:

"Kiss me, you are beautiful. These are truly the last days."

Does it matter if they are indeed the last days?