The sorrow
pierces my soul
one minute there
the next they were gone
I'm trying to remember them
as they were
and not how they are now
with their ice cold lips
and colorless flesh
the bullet hole in his vest
and the hole in her hat
and all the blood

at least they died in in each other's arms
feeling each other's warmth
as the music played on
not knowing this would be their
last dance

The murderer with his sleek black hat
approached as the music blared on
then the gun shot rang
and the lovers fell
and then silence fell upon the night