Thursday, June 26, 2008


in her head, in bed, when she breathes
the little movie plays on repeat:

there's a soundtrack, a tune that makes her confident
but the lyrics don't match the script
she climbs the stairs slowly, the door opens
for her, for trouble, for now

she isn't expected
he smiles anyways
unknowing of her intentions
beautifully unaware of
all that will be found, all that will be lost
within a second and forever

he has no time to notice the silent revelation
flow out of a glare that is new to him
she's close to being everything
as she pulls him by the shirt
incisively, clumsily, softly, desperately

two pairs of eyes widen and fall shut
two separate hearts speed up and rush in
two sets of lips meet and dissolve into one another
and then
there is only one

one of anything, one of everything
that formerly made them individual
one wave with all of it, right there
unleashed, hungry, partially numbing
and only nearly painful

there's no guilt in that moment
it's not in slow-motion but she makes it last long
long enough to savour
every drop, every shade of what is pure in it
for there will be blame and there will be a price
but not until they're done

until then
she's helpless

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