valentine

in honor of valentine's day

Ring the bell.  Bring them in.  Let the mourning begin.  They’ll have on black and force a smile.  She’s wearing white; her dress is stained.  Red is bright upon her face.  She was wearing the underwear with the lace.  It’s all ripped up and cut to shreds, she lays in horror, she hangs her head.  Distraught and disgusting after her gentle sin.  Her chest is open.  Please, come in.  They all step up to peek inside. ‘My God, she’s only sixteen.  I thought she had so much time.’  But she was soft just like a flower and he showered her with kisses every hour.  Now have you ever heard you can love too much?  And kill a baby with a delicate touch?  Her heart is withered.  It looks tired and worn.  Cold and dead.  Mon Coeur D'or.

Author's Note

last sentence means: my heart of gold

image: Michelangelo's 'Pieta'

Reviews

[♥ Ari Skye ♥]

Wow. This was really powerful and fantastic. The only problem is I'm not sure what the last line means. I'm very limited in French (That is what it is, right?).
However, the descriptions in the piece were delightful!
Great Job!

[snapstache]

Thank you so much! Yeah sorry, I probably should've put that in the author's note. It means "My heart of gold"

[♥ Ari Skye ♥]

It's really pretty. I finsd the French language to be quite captivating! Great Job!