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He knows -
He saw it all now,
their excursion down Bourbon Street
with a swish of satin,
she had set her heart on his hunter's soul
-a clear path down the aisle-
It was always about her.
and with no patience left
he would find he could only live
through the lifeline of her lips -
the ragged sounds, music
unto her ears.
She held him there
where glory
was only a hoarse shout away
until he was driven back
-step by dainty step-
Until he discovered himself
with his back against the wall,
and not a leg to stand on..
His body
emptied
into hers
And in his ripples of release..
he forgot to breathe
..and she was wise enough
not to crow about it.
He saw it all now,
their excursion down Bourbon Street
with a swish of satin,
she had set her heart on his hunter's soul
-a clear path down the aisle-
It was always about her.
and with no patience left
he would find he could only live
through the lifeline of her lips -
the ragged sounds, music
unto her ears.
She held him there
where glory
was only a hoarse shout away
until he was driven back
-step by dainty step-
Until he discovered himself
with his back against the wall,
and not a leg to stand on..
His body
emptied
into hers
And in his ripples of release..
he forgot to breathe
..and she was wise enough
not to crow about it.
Literature
Matchstick
irreplaceable yet unnecessary
leave me in your retrospect
where you found me, unwanted & with a question mark over my head
or a Matchstick, maybe
I'm the fire you started &
couldn't put out
the one you doused &
the One you'll freeze without.
Literature
Up in the Clouds Chapter 5
Chapter 5
"Hello?" I asked, not recognizing the number that appeared on my phone.
"Mary?" The male's voice, slightly muffled asked me. "Are you there?"
"Yeah…" I responded.
"Oh," he said. "Hey, it's Mitch."
"Oh, hey Mitch," I greeted. "Glad to see you copied my phone number down correctly." I was joking, clearly.
"Please, Mary," he countered. "I'm not that much of an idiot."
We both laughed together through the phone.
"So," Mitch began. "What's been going on with you?" It was like we were old friends, asking each other these questions. It wasn't weird or anything, it just kind of was.
"Well, I'm attempting to write my zo
Literature
Moriturus
"At last," he whispered, "this is over."
A final stillness eased through his spirit as the sword swept down, ending for always the years of piercing terror.
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"Don't worry," she purred, patting his arm, "- you'll get used to it." 
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...as it should be.