My lover stares, all the while unaware of the future.
Her silent stare pierces through the window.
I just stare at her curves and see.
She sighs and bats her lashes, I catch her stare as she regains her presence, as if she has been on a journey.
My look penetrates her and she smiles.
She knows the wickedness within, she quivers and looks lost yet inviting.
I reach and take without asking what she already gave.
Life at the end of the road.....
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