His smile, contagious to the bone,
Her teary eyes, slowly stares into his;
To afraid to march the world alone,
He clutches onto her clammy hands.

He whispers into her listening ear,
'If you place your head on my chest,
my heartbeat is what you'll hear',
Her eyes dart from his to the exit.

'You'll learn to love again won't you?'
she questions, yanking her hands away,
'Just know I'll always love you',
she adds, with tear filled eyes.

Though the sky did not fall,
The clouds did not shake
the term lovebirds, made small
and now are dead birds.