Vanished

As he looked away,
For the last time that she would stay,
All for him was it was all resolved,
All for  her it would  all ended,

Could it be that they  couldnt see,
They were made for each other,
How  could they see it,
For both were blind,

The story never seem to see the light,
Till there is no more left to fight,
For some  the story ends  with light,
But for some  it always ends with fight,


But, he kissed  me with his eyes closed,
Fingers in my hair,
Mouth wide open,
Oh, his love, his love, his love.


-A