SAY MY NAME

His heated staccato breath beats its hot whispered rhythm into her ear, a flash of silver coldness draws a new vein on the tapestry of pink flesh, releasing broken images in its mirrored lens of the bearers portfolio rapid, jaggered all haphazard. Her eyes lose their lustre as he thrusts his final (call), that is the very image that her soul will recall. Say my name......he whispers as her life blows away.