Tuesday, 9 September 2014

Ransom

Before I close my eyes
When they were open wide
I look to a corner and picture it
Picture how he would come

Come for my soul
Come for my last breath
Come for my surrender
Come for me when I least expected

He was there
Not in the corner
But sitting next to me
In his best clothes

Tip top tie
Silk grey shirt
Perfectly taylor black suit
And a red hankerchief on his left chest

He lean back a little and gave me a smile
Nodded a little bit
Gave his right hand to me
Offer a dance and left that red hankerchief at my spot

With no words or sound, he left, with me in his hand...

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