She started writing this with no
Thought in her mind but a time
When her words would gush out
So easily inspired by her beloved
Who seems lost in her maze of
Emotions

She has a continuous battle with
The ink (a duel of love and hate)
That reflects from a reel of an
Old movie projector

The first frame is a time when
Their souls were a lighted mass
That perfect strangers acknowledged
And their hearts denied

A capsule of time whereupon
Their love alone would be
Able to conquer any mountain
As long as they remained bound
To each others souls

They kicked and screamed as
A landslide of emotion
Carried them over the edge

~~Pause as she stares up~~

Just a moment ago she yearned
To rest her essence beside
him for all eternity

Her mind carried to the next
Frame a vision she was his
Angel sent to believe in
His soul when no one else
Seemed too

Now on opposite sides
They will starve each others
Souls that so desperately need
To be fed….

RT04