The silence is humbled by the sounds of defeat,
and my knees collapse downward, lay square with my feet.
What used to hold your heart now wipe away tears.
What used to hold your hand now clutching my fears.
Like waves crashing tones that ring in my ear.
Your body so embodied by my desire for your near.

I could tear down these walls. But I wont tear down these walls. These walls of emotion that circle my thoughts. If these walls were to break noone could stop what's inside. An overflow of hate and the ideals of your destruction.

As it ever so lightly touches your lips
The liquid disappears
Just as your soul does.

It all turns to black.

Shattered, we stand tall.
Torn, feeling the pain within.
Bruised, but not broken.

The roots of my fingers sprout small flowers
Each fragile stem intertwined with its neighbor
Growing and flourishing in a matter of a seconds
Carefully blooming right before my very eyes
Aching to touch the outstretched stems from your fingertips.

The birth of a new plant.
One body, one mind,
One heart.

The ace of spades
The queen of hearts
I don't gamble, but if I did
I'd bet on you.