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Heart in hand


(hearts in hand)

the blade hit the floor

falling from the hands of the beholder

onto the warm floor

the fire around them danced and sang

but the only thing they noticed

was the red blade as it slid into the crack in the floor

as they looked at each other

he smiled feeling his legs give out and his body hit the floor

she grabbed for his arm but missed as he fell into the abyss

she hated him for not leaving her a way to escape as easily as he had

when the fires raged up higher

her hands shook as she reached toward the flames

they played with her fingers numb from the hour

as she looked over she saw him there

reaching for her

as she reached out to grab his hand

the floor gave out finally under the pressure

but she had already been flying before she fell

among the clouds and smoke

leaving her crumpled body to fall as her spirit soared on with him by her side.


 

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