Morning.
Skin to skin,
Limbs entangled,
Such a marvel…
Rewind.
Last night.
Much sadness,
Spirits mixed,
Plenty laughter…
Fast Forward.
Daybreak.
Unsteady legs,
‘Joyeux, Joyeux,’
Wasted, gone…
Rewind.
Midnight.
Sober yet,
The eyes meet,
Lips lock.
Pause.
Fast Forward.
Afternoon.
Light,
Garments back on,
She reaches for the door…
Stop!
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1 comment:
hmmm...
this is more like it
the last verse could be a bit better
but still
good stuff :)
nice concept, pretty well executed
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