She was his

iphone black smoke

He grabbed her
hands around her diminutive waist
his words were honey dripped
of love, desire and she held
them all as they danced around
the perfume of magnolias
below the sky of gems

Her skirts swirled across the grass
his eyes blue as ocean spray
pierced her heart and the blood
mingled with the honey
melting into his arms

losing himself in her
the tilt of her head, the fall of her hair
the smile that was brighter than the stars
and he held her close and firm

then the moon showed itself
its luminous glow burst across the graves
and he was alone
his arms empty

copyright JMTacken 5.1.2015

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28 thoughts on “She was his

  1. Nice Jen, very nice. I can see them distinctly as I read this beautiful piece. He will dance with her once more amid .. the perfume of magnolias below the sky of gems xx

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