Him and Her

she stares back at him,smiling

theres nothing in her eyes though

just shifting and vacancy

shes emotionly dead

still achingly beautifull

he's nervous,sweating huge beads

she bounces impatiently

yet she doesn't tell him to leave

he talks and talks,never stops

if he does she'll go,no more

tickers ticking or love swell

no more of this newly place

thats highly foreign to him,

Love

A word next to others like

burned

broken

never had he felt such love

Reviews

[Daniel88Batson]

U must get sick of my comments. That's stunning!

[asdarkeyesclose]

the ending to this poem is exquisite, wonderful poetry.