Gentleman

She sat upon the sill
Tresses black as the reaven’s feather.
Awaiting her heart’s captor
Mind recalling every endeavor.

Gazing beyond her threshold
Forbidden desires trace her thoughts.
Astray in her realm of bliss
A love, forever fought.

Her eyes, deep with sympathy
Mouth full of lure.
Ebony ringlets encircling the face
Of her heart, so pure.

Her face softens at the sight of her gent
His honest face, so fair.
Those deep blue eyes gleam as sapphires
Even the brine couldn’t compare.

Until that marked day of sorrow
Awaking her to the absent truth
Not one, but two, he is devoted!
Spinning her former life aloof.

Rage lived behind every glare
Enchained by depression within the mind.
A blighted being, some may say.
All routine came to unwind.

Her exsistence, a corpse left to rot
She sought to reap the satisfaction.
They shall feel the pain they inflicted
Their suffering remains as her last attraction.

Obsession came before essentials
Sleep and food were no longer priority.
Pistol at her belt; she seeks to destroy.
Her being shakes with hate as majority.

She strode to her love’s side
He lay upon the bed they once shared.
Lowering her head, her lips caressed his
One final moment was all she could bear.

Gun poised upon his breast
She stroked his smooth face wishing it not so.
The sound shattered the night
Blood flecked her face from the impact of the blow.

Backing away, released from her daze
To realize she’d done what she sought.
Her days of havoc came to an end
After aiming one last shot.

She rest upon the sill
Tresses grey as the cloudiest weather.
Awaiting her heart’s captor
Mind recalling every endeavor.

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