|Posted on 11 October, 2016 at 22:20|
It was a cool fall night and the full moon apparent.
The hysterical woman rushed through the streets.
Her breath tainted with alcohol. Her eyes were empty and her ears did not hear.
She felt empty, alone, incoherent.
The hysterical woman was lost.
Before her was a man.
He took the woman’s hand. He placed her hand on his bare breast.
He was looking beyond her pain. His lips met hers.
She was hungry. She feasted like a frenzied wolf.
The warmth of his arms is what she needed.
The night quickly turned into morning.
The woman lie sprawled across the dusty floor.
For the first time in quite a while, she felt at peace.
The woman smiled and bid him good bye.
In her heart he’ll always be..