His laughing smile a spurt of sweet lemon
His honesty outshining mine

Would I have noticed
His spray of freckles
His open heart
His embrace
Had the night not been cold and lonely
Had I been humane, considerate,
Logical?

Ten years from now we may be a lost speck in the wind.
Today I devour your heart and our time.
I know not why I do, only what I do.
I am sorry

~Silk Wing