Parting

his forehead touches hers, he sighs
her chin starts to tremble before the tears come
hands squeezed gently by love’s tender touch
or is that parting’s tragic tease
she can’t let go- too much of a pull
she feels like she belongs to him
but the powers that be won’t let it be won
he brushes away her hair, kisses her cheek
as she tries with all her might to stay strong
she burns this image into her mind
as she wishes desperately for time to stop
her heart tears, shatters into a sea of pieces
as she breaks the final embrace
never will she forget his expression
as she walked away with his beating heart
and left him with hers- torn-ripped
still bleeding
still beating