Crossing paths like two streams

Rivers with no name

Their eyes did all the talking

Jestures ment nothing.

That first kiss, made the spark

Started the fire

Made romance

He planted the hour glass that started it all

His caress, his touch

Vibrant

Her kiss, her taste

She was his siren

Hearts raceing

But not broken

Defeated

But it was the motion of emotion that rocked their ocean

Skys grew darker

The sirens heart--

Stoped beating

He ran faster but never farther

Tears that clouded her eyes

Made her weap like the willow/

Only wanted him more

But all that was there was his hair on the pillow

He thoughts of regret

Made him crave her more

Only wishing to be there to wipe away her tears

But the hours had passed

Freind

Never foe

Living in a lovers quarrel

Learning no moral

Their hearts still in sync

Inseperable by fate

But the hour glass runs dry

Inseperable fate is now a burdon by escape