if we're free

who is left to be tortured?

if we've escaped

this doomed embrace

who is left to

make up for the losses?

it is all for show

when we kiss

and dance embraced.

we do not know what

tomorrow brings

in it's heavy bag

of sorrows.

we do not expect to be crushed.

we do not expect.

we do not expect to be crumbled

under a world of fear.

we do not expect the wars.

we are in love.

we kiss with obliviance.

we kiss with hope.

we kiss under a seemingly new moon.

yet the future looms over.

it casts its shadow

over our hearts.

it is not lenient.

it is not caring.

it is the cold of outer space.

it is the eater of dreams.