A most delicate day but tragedy only a chapter away
The breeze blowing her hair
The wind brings the stench of doubt so near
Serene, the sky cloudless
A dream, but deep inside I fear this
The feelings, th ey trouble me, anxiety
Vomit pools inside my mouth
It spills forward into her face
She gasps and runs in disgrace
I grasp for towels to clean this place
Now I know it's real and not a dream