Passion

There are so many words unspoken.
On this paper is where my heart lay broken.
Blinded.
Words that take your breath away.
I can't find them.
Words that should be proclaimed to you everyday.
Her grasp tightens with each line.
Joy, or disgust. He needs a sign.
Instead, her eyes tangled with his for the right time.
A picture of hope shined in his eye.
Her lips were introduced to his as she was saying goodbye.
From her grasp, his broken heart set sail.
Hit by a flame where insecurity and deceit fell.
Tears for the endearment he wished to transpire.
But yet, something remarkable just above the ashes.
No bump, nor scratches. Just his heart set on fire.