She whispers that she’s afraid..
I kiss her deep..long..and slow..
In the melting darkness of the theatre.
She whispers that she’s afraid..
I press her bare feet with mine..
Her father oblivious, as he talks with me.
She wonders about forever..about togetherness..
Her breasts press against my fingers..
I snuggle closer.. Our breaths one..
Forever it will be..
She moans..and thinks of nothing..
She is close..very close..
The wedding night distils us from nothingness..
Then…stealthily she disappeared..
And I lost her like winter dew..
And winter would not come again..
Tonight, I am afraid..
Lonely..too lonely..
I wish the veil of cigarette smoke would lift..
I wish to see her again..
Arms outstreched, peeking naughtiness –
Will she ever come back to me?
I shall wait..for the winter dew..
Breathing…long and slow..
Darling, don’t be too late..
For soon, my breath may last no more..
My breath may last no more..
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