October 13th
Fat of the face dropping away from bone
Like a butcher cutting away the meat
Slick with salt
Eyes like glass marbles
The pupils darting to catch his eye
As he only glances from a hallowed stare
Dripping sweat
The way he bites down on his lip
Nostrils flaring with one last thrust
His heartbeat imprinting into his chest
Like a stamp
Tell tale sign of his exertion
Maybe of his desire
Certainly of his passion
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Love the tone here, and the lines “Like a butcher cutting away the meat/Slick with salt”