awkward feet
stinging in worn
shoes
drenched with mud
shame and sweat
stabs in chest
hurt
from the cold air
tired hands
shaking in the dark
trembling
searching
found her
silent, cold
blue and
alone
her chest
is still
her breasts
do not heave
he would gaze
from afar
as she curved
and softened
he felt her
marble cold face
touched the skin
he longed for
took her innocence
she never lost
when red love coursed
in her thighs