Her eyes turn a deep shade of amber
Ablaze with fury
Boring with such intensity into the eyes
Of a passionate teller of half-truths and whole lies
The torment evident in her unwavering glare
Caught in the deceiver’s lair
Her knuckles whiten
As her calloused fingers ball up into a fist
Her face, gaunt and drained
of all emotion, pained
the molten hurt bubbling deep within, restrained.
With one last look at his face
She walks away into the night
Her silhouette disappearing in the moonlight
Her silence says it all..