I just can't help myself. J Someone actually requested a companion piece to my last poem "Stay", and since I really have nothing else going through my little brain, here it is.

Written from Fraser's POV, set during MOTB. Just think of it as Fraser's picturing of what he would like Ray's reaction to be if he (Ben) ever left.

Disclaimer: Own nothing, would be happy as a pig in s*** if I did. J

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Ellie

Reflections

A gentle caress...is it the last?

The soft wine of lips before the final blow...

And then, the cool, pungent whisper of the autumn wind

Sends me reeling to the far off prison I so desire,

Yet never really contemplated.

There he stands; my second partner-first love?

Perhaps now I'll never know.

He waves goodbye, tear-stained and crimson

With sadness so profound, only I can share its melancholy.

He understands, maybe he'll even forgive me in time...

But that can't stop the pain.

Oh, I shall return, but to what, I cannot say.

Shall the potential lover remain?

Or will the ties break, from one hand or the other, and love and lover part

Forevermore?

A gentle caress...is it the last?

The soft wine of lips before the final blow...

And then I go...

I've brought this on myself.

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