Breaking gold, and copper, red.
Dark lines lining a sea of tales.
Of pearls within a moment's existence.
Silence remains of his persistence.

Diamonds contour the frame,
Sparkle and sizzle the game.
Images taken or not,
broken promises, a lot,
new visages, not one,
slowly, slowly undone.

Such was the time,
such was the place,
such was the heart,
such was the face.
Such was he,
who wanted to test.
Forever more wanting,
In another life he guessed.

In another life he guessed
those tales will be heard again,
and those pearls will be worn,
as garlands of togetherness.
But for now, the stories have to wait,
till he sees her again,
till he loves her again.