Shez no more....

Was she moved?
I think she was.
By the experience.

I think she was
And so was I.
Moved.
By the experience.

No tears In Years;
No love in droves
No wonder we move
No more so.

Do we see it in the air?
Or is it, calculated emptiness.
Is it shooting adrenalin?
Or are we, in our no way fussed.

No wonder we love
When all we loved is lost
And all we love
Moved
Every, moment, onwards...