Siphons Her Soul

She siphons her soul into the sounds seeping from her lips.
Lost in the silence of a kiss.
She lost her soul.
Pure fools gold, for only fools can love with the enthusiasm of dreamers in a cynic’s reality.

He rode on cloud nine hoping to reign over her heart.
But when the storm came, he was the one who fell.
Broken bits revealed in his twitch, he tried to hide the damage behind the manly smile of a boy too afraid to feel anything real.
Laugh a little too loud for happiness and hope to make the best of this,
he was a second best silver rest for a gold hungry hunter,
rushing to her manifest destiny and the best he couldn’t be.

She siphons her soul into the sounds seeping from her lips.
But she’s still living in a silent emptiness,
so she leaves with a kiss.

She siphons her soul into sounds
But if no one is around
Is there no sound?

Has she lost her soul for a heart of fool’s gold?
Or has she lost her innocence because she grew too old?
She doesn’t know, so she siphons her soul into sounds and says nothing.