Reflections    

I just can't help myself. J Someone actually requested a companion piece
to my last poem "Stay", and since I really have nothing else going through
my little brain, here it is. 

Written from Fraser's POV, set during MOTB. Just think of it as Fraser's
picturing of what he would like Ray's reaction to be if he (Ben) ever
left.  

Disclaimer: Own nothing, would be happy as a pig in s*** if I did. J  

Comments welcome at jive_baby99@hotmail.com , any otters thrown at me will
be made in fuzzy bedroom slippers, TYK. 

Ellie 

  

Reflections  

A gentle caress...is it the last? 

The soft wine of lips before the final blow... 

  

And then, the cool, pungent whisper of the autumn wind 

Sends me reeling to the far off prison I so desire,  

Yet never really contemplated. 

  

There he stands; my second partner-first love? 

Perhaps now I'll never know. 

He waves goodbye, tear-stained and crimson 

With sadness so profound, only I can share its melancholy. 

He understands, maybe he'll even forgive me in time... 

But that can't stop the pain. 

  

Oh, I shall return, but to what, I cannot say. 

Shall the potential lover remain? 

Or will the ties break, from one hand or the other, and love and lover
part 

Forevermore? 

  

A gentle caress...is it the last? 

The soft wine of lips before the final blow... 

  

And then I go... 

  

I've brought this on myself. 

  

  

  

  

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