Chaos in lovers heart

She screamed as if noone can hear,
The ache in her beating heart.
Silence, now loud and set for fear,
The agony of all, torn apart.

She sat and waited, to be swallowed up,
Now a hollow shell, of broken art.
Echoes, of memories in the bottom of a cup,
Sipped, through the endless cart.

Chaos, watched as her lover came near,
The ache was nomore, but a wishful dart.
The screams she now hears are crystal clear,
They are of ecstasy of chaoses lovers heart.