Elegance standing tall

Hair floating in the breeze

She watches flames dancing

Eating up a house

A black bird of night flies to her

She takes no notice

He falls

An inkblot crying in the night

Splashes and forms her lover

Her whisper breaks sweet silence

"Make it stop."

Nothing moves, nothing sounds

In the nothing, they know

She doesn't want it

With no words

She brushes a hand down his cheek

His breath catches

His heart stops

He knows he must leave her

And he flies again

A treasure is left

One feather

She clings to it

And falls down to earth

Finally letting pain roll down her cheeks in rivers

Even though flames burn on