Silence!
A black view,
everything new.
A shooting star,
across our car.
Four eyes;
Wandering the skies.
Two heads,
out of beds.
Waiting to recieve,
something massive.
Suddenly!
A scatterring glare,
of a known hair.
Blocking the way,
of the moon's ray
Scatterring the sky,
in my eye.
A silky feeling,
around my face.
Moving my,
body's haze.
A sudden,
breeze moved her hair.
Letting the moon again glare.
Suddenly,
two shots.
Across our hearts,
flooding the road of our bloods.
We fell over our ends,
in the same trend.
That's how our lives end.
my first poem