A boy and girl trying to sort out the pain of broken dreams... |
Dust motes float through the mild autumn air Drifting in the lazy light, which illuminates two figures there Tripping through the flaxen leaves, light takes a golden tone Together ‘neath the oak tree, but sitting both alone He slouches forward on the cracked stonewall Staring at his feet, he’s not hearing her at all Disbelieving of the words that now fall upon his ears Unseen by her cold eyes, his begin to fill with tears Disheveled chestnut hair shades his downcast face Hiding his true pain, so she won’t see his disgrace Flowing softly from their spring, his tears start to grow Twin jewels of liquid sorrow fall, to stain the earth below He covers up the traces; feels that he should raise his head Gazing not at fallen leaves, but at her face instead Trying to lift his gaze and stare into her eyes Yet powerless do so, knowing he’ll find only lies Russet stalks of tall wheat bend in sudden icy blast Promising of winter, it shall arrive at last Shivering, she sits apart; he won’t offer her his warmth She knows then she is all alone, with none but her own strength He’s no longer thinking of her, but of a distant youth Trusting was so easy then, yet now so hard to do Remembering times when love, when life was shared It seems so long ago now, a time when she too, cared Or was it all deception, false and loveless all along? Asking himself vainly, where it was that he’d gone wrong Seeking for the answers that he knows will never come There is no explanation for this evil that she’s done Above in heaven’s vaults of blue, patched with passing clouds Crying falcons wheel and soar, far above the ground Sinking slowly lower, the sun begins to fade And all the world beneath it adopts a crimson shade The oak tree casts a shadow upon the lonely pair Darkening the orchard wall, reflecting his despair Wondering how it came to this, the fatal strike How can she understand the pain she causes him tonight? She seems so close beside him, but oh so far away Hoping against hope she will love again one day Realizing that there will never be a time or place When he could offer her his heart, bestow a second chance In silence she remains there, and waits for him to speak Shattering this stillness that holds her task complete Knowing not what he will say, what it is he’ll tell her A heart too blind to see the truth, that silence is his answer |