Tragic Goodbye
In the elevator, deeper Air between them starts to simmer Slowly getting even darker Darker still with deeper pleasure Artificial lights flicker Watch another Dharma trailer Packing metal, shiny silver Volt explosion sparks and glimmer Revealed a hidden frozen cellar “Where’s my coat? It’s getting colder” “Now you are the Others’ leader, Sorry I made your life much harder” Ben steps a little nearer Offers his hand even closer He couldn’t be any cuter Towards him Locke moves with a linger Ben’s hands rise to John’s collar Over his chest with slightest pressure Staring at each other’s lips with wonder Their kiss light as a feather Passionate and tender Seemingly forever Together Fingers fondle every feature But moving back with a jitter Trying not to stutter Utter horror Ben knows he must slither Away to the freezer And leave the Island altogether He turns to leave without a proper Goodbye