She verses the words to him <br />Fragile and sweet <br />With her head on his chest <br />She can hear his heart beat <br />And he gives his response <br />But there's emptiness there <br />He's capricious and guarded <br />And just doesn't care <br />Still, he pulls her in tighter <br />She forces a smile <br />Closes her eyes <br />And pretends for a while... <br /> <br />Later, when they make love <br />She can see that there's none <br />The reality burns her <br />Like rays from the sun <br />And her porcelain skin <br />Once untouched and pure <br />Is swept into his arms <br />And tainted once more <br /> <br />She feels they're miles apart <br />When he's inside of her <br />She thinks it makes her sad <br />But she's really not sure <br />She keeps holding her tongue <br />And waiting to see <br />Some kind of sign that she's done the right thing <br />But all that she gets is the sound of breathing <br />He's asleep next to her <br />She wakes him with a kiss <br />She'll never have the nerve <br />To risk losing this<br /><br />Vaida Marea<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/inertia-9/
