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| One Night Stand |
| Excuses rain heavily in dawn's speckled rays shining brightly like dewdrops on tender grass, while the abrasive weight of swiftly departing feet crushes them alongside the promises of the night before. Left behind swaddled in blankets of bitter, unshed tears a head bowed in humiliation rests on pillows of deflated hope, once filled with dreams swimming freely in innocent eyes, now drowning in stagnant pools of cynicism. Ears recently deafened by crass, callous words still echo with bashful laughter and breathless whispers, a body before so pliant in arms of imagined love left behind in the cold embrace of the decaying corpse of spent lust. |
| Copywrite 2001 Maria G. Abernathey |
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