The Black Beast

Jul 11, 2011 15:45


La Bête Noire
(The Black Beast)
Firelight plays across your face. For a moment, maybe, there’s a gentleness I haven’t seen, not since long ago. Time and space have ceased for us. We lay entwined, your hands in my hair, my hand on your chest. And I weep. Such bitter tears of anguish fall from my eyes.

Your eyes are still hidden though. So deep. ( Read more... )

writing, when in doubt just babble

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laurenem6 July 11 2011, 21:02:07 UTC
Intriguing...

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meredith_wood July 11 2011, 21:45:59 UTC
Bet ya can't figure out what The Black Beast is. ;-)

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bogwitch64 July 12 2011, 16:08:28 UTC
depression?

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meredith_wood July 15 2011, 23:48:47 UTC
It is grief. Her lover has just died. :-)

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akabins September 17 2011, 04:42:12 UTC
Haunting and lovely as always. It's been too long! Miss your beautiful words! <3

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tracyworld December 20 2011, 21:20:27 UTC
Happy Birthday to you! Miss you around LJ-land, and hope you and yours are well!

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