Title: Lesson
Author: Amanda
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Rating: G
Disclaimer: I own nothing Bond, James Bond related.
Spoilers/Continuity: Casino Royale
Summary: The fallout from Vesper. Poem.
Completed: December 29, 2006
LESSON
Love,
the fallacy,
--the lie.
The dark hair
and soft body.
The breathing sin and saint.
The new, hateful eyes;
lesson learned
- a new skill honed.
To act without emotion,
to breath without feeling,
to be cold to heat.
It's a hard fall,
a fast fall,
a needed fall,
makes you real
but sets you in stone.
Love,
the word grows cold,
a foreign idea,
- an ideal,
a mythic relic from a lost time,
clung to…embraced,
Why?
Told to,
taught to.
New lesson, old teacher;
new trick for this old dog,
to learn from the Bitch.
The lies,
swimming in grey eyes.
How harsh it is,
from a soft voice, a soft touch.
Learned then,
Slide off, slip under,
never get attached.
Float.
The joke's not funny;
it's cold, hard.
Hate.
12/29/06
