A small sacreficeA Poem by mickyShe moved in his arms without hesitation... he wrapped his blood drenched hands around her waist... She caresses his face... Looking...Spilling Wanting...Needing Every inch...Every millimeter Of him... She cares about nothing more than feeding the fire that he brings They sway from wall to wall His grip tightens around her... Fingers so cold they could be wet As her eyes move from his lips to his chest she notices... the drop of wine on his shirt She thinks of the intense red But doesn't care They sway left, right, back and again round and round they go... She breaths him in as she lays her head in the space of his neck Thinking of the fire within... Can she contain it anymore? She takes in all of him His smell, his touch, his blissful eyes are all that repeats in her mind She open her eyes... She looks to the floor as if for guidelines but instead... finds a trail of ... No it can't be! she thinks She closes her eyes to take him in again He gives her a twirl and their dance has come to an end He leads her to the door of the empty ball room and says... "Go on I'll meet you in the room" She asks where will he be going? He says"To the restroom" She parts ways with him... thinking...breathing denial... self argument She whispers... "I suppose this is what I am willing to ignore for LOVE..." She walks to the cheap hotel room She gets undressed and tosses her (what was once a white dress) to the freshly lit fire... "It's only a small sacrifice?" she says
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Added on November 23, 2014Last Updated on November 23, 2014 Tags: micky Author |