Moment

She tastes things in turn to

Distract her mind.

Sensations on her tongue rendering

Her mind's eye blind.

For a minute.

For a moment.

For a fleeting speck of time.

It brings a break from remembering

Him right by her side.

She sighs...

...And

A breeze blows in to his window sill,

Caressing his skin

And softening his will.

Tries not to feel her beneath him

Legs open.

Wet and still.

Still...

He shrugs.

Pushes notions of her from his mind

With a bravado-propelled

Shove.

It doesn't last.

Because the die were cast

Stained upon his skin.

She let him in.

And that's where the start

Began

To

Begin.

Does she think of him?

Want it?

Wandering hands?

He thinks about...

She thinks about...

...Aggressively ordered commands.

She thinks...

He sinks

To his knees.

...What are these?

Silence descends to sit between.

He stares at his palms

that have released so much harm

But that still are made clean

Upon she.

He

Returns to the seconds of life they'd stolen

These fleeting moments

That some days don't leave him alone.

Fixates on echoes of her moans.

Has to clear his throat to

Stop

His own groans.

Both of them sitting

In

Their respective

Respectable

Homes.

The hands on the wall clock

Still moving

As each

Day

Drones

Into another endlessly

And he's sweating...

#Redders

...In work.

'It's bezerk, really,' he thinks, 'that it went this

Long.

And how quickly it went this wrong.'

He longs...

She longs...

To feel lips.

And tongue.

And sweat,

He's lost in a moment...

She's lost in a moment...

That hasn't even

Happened

Yet.

#Moment   #YDLD