A memory:
His dry, pale cheeks burn
as smile begins to peek,
chain of glowing pearls
overshadows incoming dawn.
Her porcelain skin aches,
in sweet and soft pain, electrified,
under his fingers, tied.
Now: they are just two strangers
each sleeping on his side of the bed.
She wonders…,
yet she knew the answer:
“Life, larger than us,
that’s what happened”.
Maja S. Todorovic
Business in Rhyme 