Tuesday, December 21, 2010

SEX AND RAIN

This will not end well,
His heart said the first time he saw her.
He could not turn away
From the beauty of her face.
Forget her vibrant taste.
And all for what?
A night, a few hours
A fleeting moment of her pleasure.
He landed in a fiery hell.
Of lust and pain,
Of sex and rain.
Of being left behind
Again and again
By a woman who could not love,
Could not hold, could not be.
Could not be whom he wanted her to be.

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