Aug 13, 2011 00:47
She knows he always tastes like sorrow, honor, and alcohol
she shouldn't, maybe, still she lets him stay awhile
bites his lip and whispers silly things to make him smile
Still
he knows her like no one has since the day she forgot what faith was
vulnerable
She laughs because she knows that somehow
it doesn't matter
nothing matters here
or maybe
nothing means everything anymore
and maybe he'll come back again
maybe she'll let him in again
the night stretching out beneath the warmth of her fingertips
and he'll smile at her, certain that in that moment that he possesses her completely
and maybe she won't even mind