He swung her swingset
They flew through the sky
Crashed to the Earth
Bodies destroyed
Splattered on the ground
Too high for sanity, too young for hate
They knew, after death, that they were too ambitious
The coroner diagnosed it suicide
They loved one another
Entombed, their parents visited
Left flowers by their graves
They sang and danced in the night
And sometimes visitors could hear a gentle tune
Wafting through the air
