For A Sleeping Lover

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By: Jaya

Started: 5-29-01

Silently he rose from the bed, pausing to glanced back at the sleeping figure that lay there peacefull in the oblivion of sleep. Running his hand across his for arm, tracing the scare there, he sighed. Walking back over to brush away the pure dark hair from his lovers eyes. Leaning foward to bestowed a kiss upon a dark brown cheek. The other stired in the bed but did not wake, and for that he was glad.

Bitting his lower lip, he stook his own reddish brown locks out of his face. His green blue eyes were crystal clear, like the depths of the sea in the sun, to that of a stormy night, beautiful. For they were all at once and yet neither at the same time.

He was dressed in and all black outfit. From the tight black jeans that showed off his lower body, to the turtle neck and the black leather jacket that lay over his arm he was quite a sight to behold. The kind that will women swooned over, but never quite seem to get.

But then again he didn't look at them as they looked at him, for he already had someone. And that someone lay in his bed, curcled up under the blankets with a blissfull look on his face. He closed his sad eyes for a moment taking a slow deep breath, trying find calm. Telling himself that he had to do this. That for his lovers sake he had to go through with this, that there was no going back. /But then again there never really was.... was there?/

Quickly he whipped a tear of weaksness from his cheek, ashamed of his own momentary loss of heart. /Just look at you crying before you even got there./ He chidded himself glancing out the window. With a whispered prayer he hurried towards the door slipping his jacket on. He would not let the dark haired lover know, and he would not let them do what he knew they would do to him... if he did not do what he had to do that is. /What they would do to him again./ he reminded himself angrily.

Silently pulling the door shut behind him, the tall man hurried down the steps and out into the dark street. He kept his dark shoulders straight, and his head up as if daring those who might be hiding in the shadows to try their luck. But no one stepped out to challenge him and he proceeded quickly. Almost too quickly for is own liking. Ever on towards his destination.