Falling

by Dove

The skies have been crying,
But compassion ensues.
Whispers of nothing,
Embracing of youths.

As chaos surrounds them,
They find a cozy abyss,
Drowning in passion,
Young lovers kiss.

The ground is a river,
Their hearts are a stream,
Hands intertwined,
Living a dream.

Pause for a moment
To appreciate this,
The world is going crazy,
But two have found bliss.