Flames leapt out at his every word-
Dancing on his tongue, dancing in his eye, all about his head.
A teardrop made its journey.
It dropped off her cheek, catching my eye as it fell.
A drop of heart's blood, encased in a watery shell.
It broke, shattering as it hit the ground,
The water dispersed, the precious blood lost.
Irretrievable.
And then the atmosphere turned menacing grey, as though precipitated by the lost tear.
The glares sliced through it like laser beams.
The lasers sliced through a heart's core.
And she can't cry any more.
2 comments:
i like this one.cant put my finger on what exactly is nice about it though.
LIkng it... I don't know. It's real, though. It happened, and that's why it's so vivid to me.
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