Poetry

End

Written by Jacob Ibrag

Parting lips, she peered through

his eyes and saw what he was thinking,

 ‘after tonight, this has to end.’ Pressing

 her tongue on his collarbone, she wrapped

her fingers around his neck and whispered,

‘how can we end what never truly began?’


Photographer Unknown

5 comments on “End

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  2. Alan J. Blaustein's avatar

    What is a we when there is no us?

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  3. Kunal Thakore's avatar

    Well done, Jacob!

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  4. jessiehyde's avatar
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    Reblogged this on JESSIE HYDE.

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