Fluid on your cheek
Black in the moonlight
When we held each other tight and you trembled
Trembled and shook so hard
Issued that soft almost inaudible moan
I took the knife from your hands
Part of it deep inside
Told you I loved you
The taste of the fluid was in my mouth
On my mouth and chin
Black in the moonlight
You trembled and shook so hard
Didn't say a thing
I told you it was okay
I told you I loved you
Faltering to my knees
Hands now around your waist
Soiling your pretty dress
That odd black fluid pooling
So very black in the moonlight
You didn't say a thing
And our eyes met
I wanted to say more
As you shoved me hard away
Your fleeing echoing steps
My last thing to hear
By: Daniel Smallegange
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