His Damsel In Distress
His eyes burned with isolation
Drenched in money engrossed in isolation
His eyes burned.
They were longing, lust filled possessed and trance instilled
Buried in the lies and deceit of his wrong doings,
Day after day, month after month he said nothing of his affection.
Tears, droplets of anger and regret showered from the brink of his eyes raining on the headstone that stood before him.
"I am in love with you"
Oh, they burned.
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This is a interracial (black woman Italian man) story if that's not your forte then don't read my book. *This book is SO cringe worthy!!! I honestly don't know why I didn't give it as much depth as I could have, though I don't hate it so I'm gonna edit this mess sooner or later.*