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His eyes
dark and brown
hiding behind glass lenses

His hair
coarse and dyed
resting on his frames

His lips
sweet and inviting
smile shyly in the sun

Eyes close gently
hair falls from its place
and parted lips caress my own

His voice
remorseful and frightened
apologizing in a panic

His face
woeful and confused
hiding behind fingers


His eyes
focused and nervous
now set upon me

The voice mutters
face; burdened with fresh osculation
eyes close longingly

His hand
soft and tender
grasps my own

His brows
furrowed and expressive
say all that he tries to

His mouth
fumbles and falters
then whispers "fuck it"

His hand grasps the back of my neck
his brows raise in ecstasy
and his mouth kisses me again

His texts
calm and collected
"I like you, but I have a girlfriend."

His words
crushing and heart wrenching
"Somehow it felt right."

His actions
distant and cold
"I love her."

Texts slowly stop
words are now mere jokes
actions seem self centered

My ashes
warm and inviting
drop from my cigarette

My knife
cool and caressing
sits gently in my hand

My blood
silent and constant
flows smoothly through my veins

Ashes burn all that they can
the knife cuts 'til I can no longer grasp
my blood dances on the walls