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No Going Back

No Going Back

Across the barren land she traversed.
Her russet curls clung to her back,
and from her breast all hope had dispersed.
For she could go back no more.
The howling wind pierced the bone
and tears froze on her cheek.
She cried as one all alone,
for she could go back no more.
In a valley shadowed,
a fire upshot, bright and red.
And an Adam walked among the stones.
Eyes that could pierce and hair of flame.
And in those eyes one could see a primordial smile,
and the beat a hunter’s heart.
Within those gleaming eyes dwelt many a wile,
and those who gazed in would go back no more.
Through the mists of despair he drew her,
and over the mountains she did stumble.
Until at last into his arms she fell
and lay her weary head down.
He covered her lips with those of fire,
and melted her hindered heart.
And the heat that pierced her heart was not passion, but higher,
and she longed no more.
He pulled her down to his side
and held her in a burning embrace.
“Surely,” she gasped. “I have kissed the devil.”
To which he replied: “There will be going back….
no more.”

No Going Back

Leprechaun

Clovis, United States

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