Dawn

As he lit the match..

She stood right next to him..

Watching him smoke.

All that fire giving up..

While she began to choke.

The look wasn’t to quit..

Lifted her up finding somewhere to sit.

Fainted while her fingers trembled..

Gripping him tighter as he stumbled.

The only way she would live..

Was something beyond him to give.

Laying her on the bed..

Sat thinking through the misread.

Signs that granted..

Signs that wanted..

Talking barely..

Listening rarely..

All she ever did speak..

Made him weak.

Rushing outside..

Fumbled into his pocket..

Lit the match..

As his eyes met a close watch..

The smoke had gone..

In the blink of an eye..

A drop became heavy right at the brink..

He could see the dawn sink.

As it was nothing but her..

He couldn’t stop to think.