Revision 1
Nicotine stained hands
reach through an internal haze
to touch a woman's
golden hair, spread like
a forgotten angels halo.
His fists remembering a night
of conquest as reluctant eyes open,
to gaze upon a lifeless form,
purpled and grey skin
confirming feared memories.
Original
Nicotine stained hands
reach through a drunken haze to
touch his womans hair,
But his hands slice through
dust and his fists remember
a night of conquest,
Memories confirmed
by his womans purple skin
and her grey, still chest.
1 month ago
No comments:
Post a Comment