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 © Gary Smith | Year Posted 2017
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