May
9th

The Prick

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The Prick

Her fingertips caress the end of the stem.
Petals echo their scent with every breath.
She walks at a slow pace, staring at the windows.
Her reflection smiles beside the open bloom.

Clouds surround her feet as she thinks of the days,
When the world is better because he’s near.
Each glance at another shows only his face.
Only his smile. Only his eyes. Only him.

She moves a little swifter. Her meeting is soon.
She sees the future kiss, standing from afar.
Her lips brush his. Her eyes touch his.
Their souls intertwine in the mist between them.

She glances in a window to view the gift.
That single flower glows brightly,
After having been touched by him.
She envies the rose, but she knows not long.

Beyond the shadow of the rose in the window,
She sees him.
Wrong place.
Another woman.
A passionate kiss.
She squeezes.
The prick.
It hurts.

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5 Responses to “The Prick”

  1. By wanita on Aug 14, 2007 | Reply to this comment

    I’m not the writer of the family , but that was really good.


  2. By cardiogirl on Feb 1, 2008 | Reply to this comment

    Wow. You took me from hopeful and envious to outraged in five paragraphs. Good job! Nice twist at the end.

    cardiogirl’s last blog post..Who wouldn’t love Tonya?


  3. By Saphrym on Feb 1, 2008 | Reply to this comment

    @cardiogirl - Glad you liked it. ;)


  4. By FerdC on Feb 1, 2008 | Reply to this comment

    Excellent play on words. I just love stuff like that, a delicious twist at the end. Well done, Saphrym!


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