born in the artic snow
she chromed
her heart
in steel
flames could
not
touch that heart
always a half a step ahead
sure
a few stumbles
but never a fall
and moonlight is just
a heartache in disquise
till one day
leaning out a car window
a scar upon his cheek
and the luck of the draw
was the jack of hearts
and the queen of diamonds
had
never met
anyone
quite like
the jack
of hearts,
black-haired blue-eyed
her beauty inspired
stupid men
to commit foolish acts
and as he smiled
the queen of diamonds
thought she had
the jack of hearts,
blue sky shimmering
in her eyes
jack became
the brightness
of her day
and the jack of hearts
saw a flame
flickering in her eyes
that he had never seen
in any women's eyes
before ...
act. 2
... a strange destiny
was unraveling
and one long poker hand
was over
and the snowflakes came
down like ashes
under the street light
and then
the jack of hearts
walked away
a pale spirit fleeing
a graveyard
into the wall of night
and the queen of diamonds
cried
the sea into sky
with eyes
like twilight
waiting
to eat away the day