Looks Say Naught

Her gaze was as cavern black

so dark I could barely see

past those sockets.

It seemed hollow

cold,

echoing, unforgiving.

Her touch was as cubes of ice

sending bouts of shivers

down to my spine.

Transcending to me

vague,

chilly, and nothing.

Her smile was empty as a cup

that had lost all within

and its hope.

Her lips parted

forced,

small, and unfeeling.

Her heart was as ocean deep

going further than ever

to cherish her love.

Though none knew it,

hidden,

living, and pumping.