Slippers

The other week I found the following etched onto one of the stones of a graveyard. What, you may well ask, was I doing in a grave yard. I'll come to that. These were the words.

"Why do I return to this, my mortal world?
Is it no a lonely kiss, of desperation?"

There were no names and no dates or anything else the could possible explain it.
sli 3:45 PM