lovesong.performer&her.

forever,
a tainted promise lingered on his lips,
as he raped the strings
of his ancient guitar
that holds his secrets
of a 1000 words - unsaid,
each and every one of them
stealing her heart
per second - forever.

never pretty,
he sat, a bittersweet sight of irony,
his uneven eyes sucking her soul breathless
& nothing ever seemed so right, to her -
a whisper of a second, he was beautiful
forever

and she never really knew why.

the melody played
in synch, to the thuds of her heartache,
and he mutters the lyrics of her
favourite love song,
never singing, only muttering
half-heartedly for her to sing along.

a pretty sight,
of forever - in a minute in life,
when he&she entwines,
from the opposite sides of the world;
he, who sits on a broken box, a culture shock,
playing melody - for her alone,
as she stands to watch coins counted
beside him,
in a pretty dress, of expectations
on a pavement of diversity.

& their eyes meet, for a final time
             for a memory.
& they are in love,
a second - forever.

as he whispers the last lines of his
favourite love song.

to her alone,
to his world.