Holding a single rose, he gently sweeps its soft petals like a paintbrush across her forehead.

A tear, never squandered, slips down his shadowed cheek.

The scent of the rose permeates his thoughts like a thousand pollinating honey bees stinging the words he must say.

Biting her lip, she stretches up to meet him,

captures his tear on her tongue, brings it to his lips with a kiss.

“I have to go,” he whispers.

“I love you,” she replies.



14 thoughts on “Bittersweet

  1. Beautifully bittersweet, Kelly.

  2. Well, I liked it! I like trance music too 🙂

  3. Beautiful and sensuous and sad. Lovely, Kelly.

  4. Whenever I drive away from my Mom, we both say,”Parting is such sweet sorrow.” This happened at our parting today.
    The beauty in your carefully written, sensually spoken words gave me the feelings of a bittersweet parting from a boyfriend, Kelly. The tear on her tongue was such a gentle touch. ❤

  5. I love the ending because it leaves it up to the reader to decide if he is leaving for good or simply the moment. Her response leaves the meaning ambiguous. Beautifully written.

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