It was for a moment,
a gentle caress,
a tinge of warmth in cold eyes,
a speck of light in darkness,
before it died away,
like the flicker of the last flame,
and it was again, an abyss of obsidian coldness!
He knew, from the moment it began,
that he was forbidden,
for he was to be his damnation,
but he was a sinner,
his heart lost to his greatest sin,
selfish, his need to atone,
yet deep were his regrets borne,
needy of a forgiveness he dint deserve!
His hopes on that brief moment lingered,
where his soul bereft of shields prevailed and glimmered,
ghosted over the driven roughness and shared discomfort,
a soothing balm to the feeble acts of vengeance,
from a man mercilessly broken by his actions!