Clyde lifts her up
And senses her go
Rigid for a moment
Or two, then he feels
Her relax and hold
In close to him, her
Cheek against his
Head, her arms and
Hands caressing. I
Thought you were
Going to drop me
There Clyde, Bonnie
Says, easing into
A smile for the old
Camera, watching
The camera focus,
Flash and all said
And done, the photo
Capturing the exact
Moment in time: the
Cheek touching, the
Hands caressing, her
Eyes alive, the smile
Like sunshine. Never
Do that to you, Bonnie,
Never let you down or
Fall, Clyde says as he
Squeezes her behind
The knees, her breast
Beneath the dress soft
Against his chest, his
Hand clutching his hat,
And someplace along
A country lane, some
Tomorrow day, their
Fate fingers out a date,
A time of death, a ******
End, dying together; but
Not today, and maybe,
For them, at this moment
In time, sometime never.
Apr 18, 2016
Apr 18, 2016 at 3:13 AM UTC
Clyde lifts her up
And senses her go
Rigid for a moment
Or two, then he feels
Her relax and hold
In close to him, her
Cheek against his
Head, her arms and
Hands caressing. I
Thought you were
Going to drop me
There Clyde, Bonnie
Says, easing into
A smile for the old
Camera, watching
The camera focus,
Flash and all said
And done, the photo
Capturing the exact
Moment in time: the
Cheek touching, the
Hands caressing, her
Eyes alive, the smile
Like sunshine. Never
Do that to you, Bonnie,
Never let you down or
Fall, Clyde says as he
Squeezes her behind
The knees, her breast
Beneath the dress soft
Against his chest, his
Hand clutching his hat,
And someplace along
A country lane, some
Tomorrow day, their
Fate fingers out a date,
A time of death, a ******
End, dying together; but
Not today, and maybe,
For them, at this moment
In time, sometime never.
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