by Pluto16 May 2017
Young lovers fade in a questioning air,
Light passing through heavy words.
Held in a steady coil, too tired to hold on,
too afraid to let go, fearing the cyclone of emotion.
Thoughts slipping through, like tears falling
Reflections shattering by sharp glances,
Gazes lost in the space between each word.
Beating on the walls of our hearts.