The Widow's Smile
By JoffreEssley
The errant smile charmed me unawares her laughter and her words secured the silken snares and caught so unwittingly I had not the thought to shake me free but lingered in the euphoric stupor her look induced content to my fate, content; a prisoner reduced. Gladly I offered her my substance and my soul, glad to satisfy her hunger, in bit, or part, or whole Yea, but she tired of the game and left me to dry with the others of my fate 'til dried I could not feel her crush my frame or know how ravenous the hunger I would sateThis one is at least 10 years old. Written December 7th, 2001 © on Dec 07 2001 09:06 AM PST 0 • 8
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"The errant smile charmed me unawares..."