Through My FingersFleeting; take a moment and it's gone.Through My Fingers5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Left behind in the vault of love lost.
Taken with the winds of change into the future,
A future I'll probably never know.
Fate has a way of torturing me,
Teasing my heart,
Playing tricks with my mind,
Adding scars to my soul.
My tear stained cheeks have paled,
Their lustre lost with the fading of the light.
The sun that's barely rose has fallen,
And with it the light of my new life.
my beloved IHe told me he loved me.my beloved I5 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
With tender hands he'd rake his fingers through my hair in the afternoon, when nothing but passing lights from the street flickered across the walls, shadows dancing lightly onto his strained face. With warm lips he'd whisper honey flavoured asphyxiating words whose meaning I could never fully grasp, nipping slowly, dangerously high up my shoulders, playing cold fingertips onto my feverish skin. He'd close his eyes and kiss the base of my neck hungrily, growling huskily at my stubbornness and foolishness.
I was sitting upright every time, blinking lazily through the fog in my head and trying to remember the name, anything.
His cigarettes were long and kept in a silver cigarette case with his initials beautifully engraved into the metal. He used to cup one of my cheeks while holding a cigarette holder and blowing the smoke high into the thin air, framing my face with doggerel, menthol flavoured circles from time to time.
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