Thursday, November 20, 2014

Between Us

His eyes claw
at her golden arm -
my evening's the coquette
he's fallen for.

Half kept from me
this new secret -
I lose him to
the wanton hour.

Silence trickling down
his breath -
I hear him talk
to her.

Shackled in his embrace,
I wait...
I wait for the gilded eyes
of the night
to scrape the black on him.

Shackled,
I wait for him.

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