The painful gaze
The glassy haze
Of a single silhouette
Framed in chrome.
With a chip
In the glass
Where
His hands
Once
Did pass.
Remembering
The reflection
That is
No more,
In the
Shiny fancy mirror.
Today she
Stands alone
Where he
Stood behind.
Placing her
Arm over her head
Gently led
She's cupping
His neck
As his knowing fingers
Make their trek.
Down her body
Inch by inch,
Tracing his way
Longing for
Another day.
Grazing her
Fullness
Lightly
As he makes
His rounds.
Her heart pounds.
On each
Journey down.
Down.
Down.
Down.
To the valley
Of her waist,
Further still
Increasing his pace.
Moving back up
And starting again.
Eyes locked.
Stolen time spent
With each and every
Descent.
Taking in
The moment
As if it could be captured,
Heart raptured.
Saved
For the loneliness
Of today
The painful gaze
The glassy haze
Of a single silhouette
Framed in chrome.
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