Forsaken

He thrust the dagger through her heart
Then watched her breathe her last,
For once she had forsaken him
The die was surely cast.

Upon her waxen cheek
He placed a tender kiss.
Then lay his head upon her breast
And opened up his wrist.

Tears stained his face 
As they were joined in death.
He took her lifeless hand in his,
Then took his final breath.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2017

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Stebbings Avatar
July 8, 2017 at 10:07 AM
Very dramatic tale of loss and possession, Gary. Very well written. // Barry
Smith Avatar
July 8, 2017 at 11:08 AM
Thank you Barry :)
De Beaulieu Avatar
July 6, 2017 at 6:08 PM
Oh..Gary..This is like almost Romeo And Juliet a very sad poem.
Smith Avatar
July 6, 2017 at 6:13 PM
Thank you Darlene :)
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