An interesting faá§ade she puts forth.
Curious, how she covers up in that see through manner.
She lays nude in shame.
She was worn once; never again.
I lay watching, quenching this flawless frown; this divine last breath.
She fought for her shame (in shame).
She was worn twice; never again.
I stay (staying for). Waiting.
Anticipating this flawless frown; this divine last breath.
A simple task, so difficult.
In this dream-like gaze I remember what happened.
The cracks in skin -- the taste of yesterday.
A tilted smile (awry),
with a glint of disbelief was met by destiny.