She looked into his eyes, hurting
Her lips still pursed, flirting
She took a step forward, halted
Her mouth tried for words, faltered
The line of his jaw, resisting
The glint in his eye, insisting
Her face froze for a moment, cold
She looked down again, old
He spoke softly then, rhythmic
His words seemed to help, sympathetic
She looked up again, searching
Her mind tried to work, lurching
Her arms reached for him, hoping
She almost braved a smile, coping
The quick touch of his hand, drifting
The frame of his body, twisting
He began to move away, betraying
His steps down the stairs, fading
Her heart seemed to stop, broken
She broke into sobs, choking
After so many nights, unending
After so much hope, unbending
There was nothing to show
There was nowhere to go
(dedicated to Zhang Ziyi and 2046)
Wayne Guy Butterfield
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/gone-9/
