The Key

originally called Chess

The Key

The Great Manipulator
Met her Match
Her hands slide
Comfortably
Into his.
Like folding her own
Two hands
Together
No effort.
Each breath
Has a rythmn
Synchronized
Together.
They breathe...
His breath
Is like the breath
She takes.
Calming the tears
Of realization.
Of another life.
Her eyes lock
Deeply with his;
hypnotized in his:
Lost
Yet aware.
Invitations sent
To their souls
Through their eyes.
He calls it the key.
Their key.
She turns the key
Unafraid.

Reviews

[Cah]

Strange. Now that I see that it was called Chess I feel like I've seen it before. Has this been anywhere else?

[Cah]

The first twenty lines of this are fantabulous. And it ends really well but I think you should think about either cutting the gaze part all together or finding a fresher way of expressing the sentiment.