a crimson slash

she stood nude
in the pale
moonlight
the snow crunching
under her feet
she appeared
covered in liquid onyx
her eyes
reflecting
the many stars above
her posture
tense
her nipples
erect
as the slowly congealing blood
pooled
in the virgin snow
around her

she smiled
a fierce little grin
a crimson slash
that promised
this
was just
the beginning

9 thoughts on “a crimson slash

      1. I love the visual. Reminds me a bit of a short story I had written a while back called The New Heart… it is somewhere on my blog lol But my last scene… your poem made me think of that a bit. Really cool, creepy and carnal af. Dang!

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