With barely a motion, his voice reaches into her...
And extracts the remnants of her broken heart...

When I fell in love
You broke my heart...

A black rose strown across your
Blood stained Sunday's best...

The light exposes your eyes
As everything else, they turn black...

Greeting cards scattering the ground
Fake roses drenched in rain...

Lying in Pacific skin
Your heartbeat lost in waves...

Do you see what's become of me?
Our love laced together of smoke...

I remember how we met
So very long ago...

As sunsets started pink fires
Along the jagged horizon...

The eyes that grip a heart in solitude
The topaz that bleed saline...

Hey there, pretty girl
Can you fly with angels yet...

A kiss on the forehead
And fall you into sleep...