Red wine stained your teeth
So often never seen at this time of night,
As every thought rested atop your heard
And buried into your chest.
Cold rain pressed against the window pane
And slid down tired to meet the teary earth
That you fixed your gaze upon.
Mallets were heartbeats that tapped
Shy chords in your shackled throat,
Never a word so softly spoken
Never a home so slowly broken.
And when it pressed on, she took off
Showing a world left in between us
And each other's lives to pull apart.