A grave stone covered in moss
Sanctuary for two ghosts, lost
Traversing an empty conversation
A selfish manifestation
Of self pity and broken philosophy
Too concerned with themselves to hear
Their words being lost to the ether
The galaxy in her mind
drowned out all sound
It wasn’t until he leaned in,
she was suddenly found

Two souls lock eyes,
and touch cold hands
Silence carried what words could not,
Hidden feelings they now understand
They were both never broken
But communicated best
In words unspoken

Atop the grave stone
Two bodies now lie
Side-by-side
They wait to die