Saturday, April 2, 2011

bad decisions made at parties

standing at the buffet table, she reached for a blackberry off of the fruit plate, and didn't seem to mind when the juice of it soaked through the fingers of her lace gloves, but sucked at her fingertips, leading him to wonder whether she made the gesture delicate, or if he should look away

later, she was laughing, having found the red wine

she had the virgin's name but that didn't seem to help her any

as the night progressed, he watched her take the darkness off her wine stained tongue, and tease it out into a blanket, or a shroud, to wrap around herself, and knew then that he should have looked away

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