She was in an ecstatic frenzy
Dressing for her man
Putting on a red dress
Red like blood
Red his favourite colour
A letter arrived
Breaking her reverie
The letter said the
Unthinkable
The Inevitable.
The letter
Dotted with
Speckles of blood
Dark was the night.
She collapsed on the bed.
The bed still unmade
From their last night’s
Love making
When he caressed her gently
Kissed her wildly
When they finally slept
Clinging to each other
His heartbeat her favourite music
Her breath his favourite sound
Dark was the night.
She cried where he slept
She cried where he kissed her
She cried where he bit her
She cried where many memories were made
And she cried till she could not cry more.
She cried because dark was her night.
