Too small to contain a tear.
Too shaky to guide her anywhere.
Tall and tough to keep.
Suppressed, and loud, yet steep.
A road of rocky hills.
But then all lives,
Hilly, and rocky and built to kill.
Leading to different conclusions.
The eye, the hand, the promise, the feeling,
All meant to make her shine, but today only a DELUSIONARY DIVERSION.