Soul quivering with Her pain.
His words and her tears proving their dishonor,
the color of His eyes around her neck.
She is breaking with the realization of all She will be to Him
and all she was and still is to Him.
Take Me home, She begs.
This is Your home now, is His reply. We must honor the Moon.
Do You love her?
His silences makes Her want to curse the Moon,
Even her faith is cracking like a ceramic bowl taken from the fire and filled with frozen water.
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I never touched her...
I never meant to fall in love with her...
It was my obligation to take care of her after my brother died...
His rationalized words are murder on Her heart
Her questions drawing a confession She hates to hear
But She needs to know the depth She was betrayed.
She can't stop demanding the totality of His truth.
It moves like an eclipse across Her soul,
Darkness getting darker,
The Moon moving between Her and Her hope
Light fading into shadow becoming more intense, sharper,
like the silver She carries folded in silk.
He disarms Her with His words then His actions
Hanging Her from the wall, like prey,
Shearing Her glory as She screams.
He desecrates Her body as He did Their bond,
cutting away the gift She had grown for only Him since birth.
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Impressions from Across the Sea and Sand : BESSA & ELSKA by Rachelle Mills
RandomScribbles humbly offered by Mama Magie @PenumbraMINE Impressions from Across the Sea : BESSA and Borson BESSA will always be capitalized as She, Her, Hers. Borson will always be capitalized as He, Him, His. together -They, Their. other will be pres...
