The Lovers

A soft dew of diamonds dots our skin

Laying in the lovers' bed

Littered with pieces of roses and pages of letters

Full of love and written in French

Kiss me like you love me

"Like you kiss her"

I'm broken

Because you threw my glass heart

Against the wall

How I cried that cold day!

The snow had slipped away from the sun

And still I feel the chill

We are doomed to die, my dearest

But not today, not together.

May 11, 2004