He awakes half dressed staring at the face of a stuffed bear
dressed in deceit as his uncharged phone holds the voice of unheard messages hidden
like beer receipts between numbered napkins
that hold the key to getting out of the locked attic
where boxes of the truth sit covered with dust
in the wind that blows away the blonde hair from her eyes
as she leans over to plant her lips on his
with seductive lashes and the touch of cold ice
that sends shivers down his spine
across his full liver
as he quivers
once more with the fear
of losing her
forever
Aug 18, 2015
Aug 18, 2015 at 12:04 PM UTC
He awakes half dressed staring at the face of a stuffed bear
dressed in deceit as his uncharged phone holds the voice of unheard messages hidden
like beer receipts between numbered napkins
that hold the key to getting out of the locked attic
where boxes of the truth sit covered with dust
in the wind that blows away the blonde hair from her eyes
as she leans over to plant her lips on his
with seductive lashes and the touch of cold ice
that sends shivers down his spine
across his full liver
as he quivers
once more with the fear
of losing her
forever
