Intermission

by EssenceOfLace

*Contest poem for club*
----------------------------

Intoxicating whispers
roll softly off the lips.
Such sweet reminders
of eternal bliss.
Devotion leaks from the creases
of a soul.
This was meant to happen.

A melody of words
beat to the rhythm of a heart.
Never press stop;
always set to repeat.
Flushed with red,
cheeks light up brighter than neon.
This was meant to happen.

Tears crash to the ground
as if an earthquake has struck.
Bliss turns into broken.
Repeat turns into delete.
Dreams have become shattered nightmares.
This wasn't meant to happen.