Eyes can’t lie.

She awakes – he awakes

into another lonely

day –

where

the minute hand of every

clock

torments in its

sad turning.

He had entered her -

they shared her warm

velvet intimacy

she gives – he takes

yet afterwards

their both

defeated.

Cold rain beats

down

empty, stale -

heart chambers

echo to a deep

hungering.

Outside you can hear

the loneliness

blowing through

the trees

whistling its barren

strain.

She can’t live this

life in the melody

of some old love

song.

Look at her

beautiful eyes –

they never

lie.

She’s not looking

for

absolution –

just love.