My heart,
It beats, pumps,
Breaks, repairs, hurts,
And many things more.
My heart quenches with the
Thirst for love,
And the pain in it.
But how much does one’s love,
Tied with the pain,
Consume before it snaps?
They fade like a shadow illuminated by light,
Fade like the falling sunset that goes to sleep.
People who have experienced this,
Don’t live to tell.
After all, once you kiss,
You never tell.