Watch it flicker like firelight,
Luminously flash in monochrome
As the film ticks steady as time.

Watch it play, her hand on his lap,
His palm on her cheek,
Their faces; ghostly,
Nothing but dust on a screen.

He kisses her
Then whispers in as her ear takes
The brief opening of the 'I'
The smooth slip of his tongue rolling from 'L' to 'V'
And finally the breath of 'You'.
She kisses him.

All is silent
Except the ticking
Until, it too, fades;
The tape slips through its last frame
And darkness takes the stage.

In this house of broken hearts,
Only one sits in this row for two.