Gently without words

 Again, his love waters her eyes in the quiet of a lone bed. In her mind, she finds no pillow or rest from self hate and it's thoughtful lamentation. Strength is imprisoned and the fragile woman is loosed in the darkness where none can see her leap from sanity's edge. He is given all, by morals and vowed beliefs, repaying her abused love in satchels of sweet memories that trample his wrong.

Like surrounding fog silently approaching, he crawls on her lap in slow sorrow. He burrows his guilt against her hardened core. Sobs and vibrations of sin being forgiven grips her waistline. Sincerity wimpers and is felt with instant regret of it's brief existence.

Fisted hands meant to lash in hate, is now calmed by pity's kisses mixing with soon defeat. Her fight is ended and determination is massacred beneath his knowledge of her. Without words, his haptic embrace returns her into continued slavery of undeserving love. His hope of her never leaving him is restored, as he lays her back onto comforts blanket in gentle silence..... both falling into the abyss of his cruelty and selfish greed to keep what he should set free in true admittance and love....
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