Title: Sparks
Word Count: 92 ...I think.
Warning: It's me again! Haven't posted in motnhs. Oh and vagueness galore.
Challenge: #60 La Caduta... barely. Stretched it quite a bit. Sorry.
The fire is wild and frightfully angry.
Their clashes, once
hostile, become passionate spars. Hatred turns to challenge and
respect.
Its sparks are bright, ardent, like falling stars.
He follows her once,
an impish smirk on his avid lips.
Like flickers of hope in the night.
But he sees her
gentle kiss on lips soft and young, not his own.
Like hope, they fall dark at a breeze.
Hunger turns to
poison in his mouth. It drips from his lips and shatters their loving
silence.
The fire is wild and frightfully angry.