BITE THE BELT

THAT FEEDS THE ARM.

I beseeched her 

to relent.

Made innumerable promises 

with inexpressible devotion.

I combed the cold tangles 

from her flaming hair.

Caressed her bruised  

and wounded heart.

Still 

what she craved was release.

I  kissed her shivering lips

one last time.

                                                       

         

                                                                           BlackraptorArt                                         


 Unfathomable.     

Transgressions realized.

Wrath.