your heart feels powerless beneath that armor.
silence in small doses.
his lips are chalk outlines..
her's suffer a seamless kiss.
his hands are tombstones..
and she is bathing in his beautiful tears.
casket black wings..
wrapped in pretty pink bows..
singing the epitome of emptiness into his dreams..
tilts the lampshade to reveal the spineless promise she is.
an audience to his pending arrival..
his eyes weaken..
his posture disappears in hand with her pain..
and his walls dissolve as their stares meet.
scraps of flesh surround his tender heartbeat.
he tucks his barriers away for hibernation.
for it is she..
with fingertips like pearls..
who molds his golden answer.
under the streetlights her eyes, they shine like tinsel.
oh but in the moonlight her heart, it beats like rain.
we all anticipate the morning's cold embrace..
but have you ever tasted the promise of night?
they are..
the elusive dreams..
that long to come true.