Beheading


He sank bloody to his knees
Knelt in precious prayer
Before the beheading
Numbness
His heart empty
Bleed out
Red love lust

And quietly
Demurely
Like a red feather rose
Tumbling in the wind
Without a sound
Her whisper closed the door

Just as love first began

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