| The Calm Quiet of The Room His Heart Weeps Her Soft Breathing in the Next Room It Is Brittle Now, The Structure Holds No More Why Then Fight? He Cries, Impotent Rage! A Lost Dove. She Speaks, She Looks, She Screams, He Dies Words Can Kill She is Still an Angel in His Eyes, Forever. Ten Miles Away a New Sunrise The Morning Comes His Broken Heart Cemented, Lost to the Sun |