She remembers Him

He was a friend of a friend kissed so beautifully by the sun, that his tone seemed
to radiate the earth warmth...bold and daring his tongue projected through bone
 and marrow, sending pieces of him down her spine...until she too was caught within
the web that he spun before words kissed the patois of his dialect.

She became enthralled by the sinful glow in his eyes...lost herself in his masculine energy
until they became synergy... Creating waves that stroked their souls into the aura
of love. Engraved them in the bark of their hearts with the starlit skies
 as their witness....
 
She remembers him cloaked in the cover of night, cold callous hands
 snaking around neck, dirty nails biting into flesh stealing her breath..
 passionate, his insidious rage pours from him in the form of life,
 leaching between bruise and rigid thighs...
 
She Remember the smell of mothballs and decay burning her nose,
 the sight of maggots dinning on flesh ,the feel of skin
 running between fingers, and broken bones scatter across forgotten
savannahs..

shallow was her grave dug in the heat of the moment, his fingers caressing her skin
as he folded her mangle body into a fetal positions . Cover her with the rich earth
until nothing existed of her but faded memories. She remember the course texture
of his hand, the light brown of his eyes, the calcium spots on his third and sixth tooth..
She remembers love kiss goodbye... was the pressing of his hands over her mouth
 to silent her screams... And she remember him as he transformed her into a nonentity
 in this still moving world...