4 January 2013
An eye.
A mouth.
A nose.
A strand of hair.
So ordinary. So perfect.
A shape of a body.
The heat of the skin.
The curve of flesh.
The colour of sin.
The breath of night.
The swell of day.
The light of the sun.
The black of the shade.
The harness of a nail.
The cool of a gun.
The love behind the trigger.
Pulled.
The deed is done.
Sin • Opuss № I