The Unclaimed Heart

The darkness of his soul disappeared, as if sucked in by the kohl in her eyes.An assassin, with blood in his hands, could now see the red in roses.

And in between stolen glances, sweet desires, and nudged on by a powerful pull of feelings new, he departed from his old life. 

Alas, it was not to be, for she soon became another man’s wife. 

There his heart lay, unclaimed, unwanted. 

Well, now, at least, it beat within a better man.

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