Winter’s Breath

Photo by Graham A Stephen (http://geotopoi.wordpress.com)
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He knocked on my door the other night –
smiling, yet there wasn’t light in his eyes.

I poured him a glass of wine.
Our fingers brushed – he was cold to the touch.

He played with my hair and stared intently.
Listen, there’s no way of saying this gently.
 
Gulping down the wine, I prayed to be brave –
listening to all the things he had to say.

He leaned in close; I could smell his cologne.
All night I’ve thought of you being here alone.

Wrapping his arms around me; there was no escape.
His breath was like the Arctic wind in my face.

It’s time to leave this place and be with me.
I’ll hold your hand through this dismal journey.

I’m not going anywhere. I shook my head; pushing away.
His grip tightened. The room spun and started to sway.

Holding me close, his lips met mine.
My heart stilled, and I felt strangely calm.

Have we ever met? Who are you? I asked.
His eyes roved over me possessively.

Most people like to call me “Death.”

 

Photograph by Graham A Stephen (Click here to visit and follow his blog). ❤

37 comments

  1. Chilling… Where’s the happy ending?😉 Always wonderful to read Rose. You’re full of surprises. I can never guess the end of your beginning. Wishing you love,peace and happiness …

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  2. That was sensational. My mind was racing in different directions trying to figure who this soul belonged to. I searched the gamut from Frosty, The Snowman to a lost drifter. Never did I see death at the door. You make death and fear BOTH attractive and passionate. Not an easy undertaking! Unbelievable! 🙂

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  3. “It’s time to leave this place and be with me.
    I’ll hold your hand through this dismal journey.” Ha ha. I knew what was coming when I read those lines! Great piece though.

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