He held her close in his strong embrace.He kissed her neck. He stroked her face.
He lay her down gently on the tomb,
Their bed for the night under the moon.
He told her the secrets he'd kept for years,
Said sorry for ever causing her tears.
She looked deep in his eyes, smiled and forgave,
She didn't want to take resents to the grave.
She kissed him slowly. With her tongue she caressed,
From where his trousers one were and up his chest.
She kissed his neck and nibbled his ear,
Where she whispered all her regrets and fears.
They each had a dagger with hearts engraved,
Along the innocent silver blades.
As they became one they lifted their knives,
In each others arms they took their lives...
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