Whispers

Swaying like a whisper in the wind, her tongue

falls silent against his breath. Growing listless

and solemn, the undying flame falters.

He said it was a Tuesday that she left, but

her hardened heart grew cold months ago.

She grasped and crawled to him, calling out

but he only answered with the smooth backside of his hand

striking, like the cold winter wind.

His words echoing, he seems so far away as I watch her

gasp and claw for the last seconds of life as the vile venom

spews violently from his mouth.

Relentless

It comes like a thief in the night

quiet, unknowing, creeping

like shadows from the unknown.

A shadow forms of what once was and

leaves a trail of relentless sorrow

hovering above his bowed head.

He doesn't wait for her

his bitterness like bile

spewing from his wicked tongue.

Soon she will vanish, just a trace of a kiss

left softly whispering against his lips. His tongue

mangled with words of what could have been.

After You

Beyond the gasps and the stillness of breath
He lies in wait, beckoning death. But she does not come.
Her presence too late.

The light pales in silence,searching the shadows.
Desperately clinging between the here and there.
The stillness lifts.
Her silhouette pulling him to the slumbering
softness of the kiss lingering on her lips.

His shadow dredges along the wall,fingers screaming despair.
The tears raining shadows in the lingering air.
She stifles the silence with one finger
and pushes him into the depths of hell.
With Cheshire glee.