His dark hysteria and her own
retreat back to their faces, cigarettes
guzzled incongruously, and sad hands clasped.
Determinedly they kiss away their woes,
and wrap their thighs about each others thoughts.
But In the hearts, the wordless whispered loves,
she hears the seed of doubt much like her own.
Her: The coward in the face of joy.
Her love: The young backed titan with his thoughts,
too proud to fear the portent of his frown.
These blissful tear eyed lovers make their smiles.
That stone is in her heart now he has gone
too many miles to lift it out; burdened
as he is by pebbles he has found.