Wicked Smile

you say my name,
and i glance over,
and you motion me closer.

your hands move,
around my waist,
and i can't push them away,
locked in your gaze.

you push my hair,
out of my face,
and i know,
what comes next.

you'll smile,
that wicked smile,
that makes me,
want to run away,
but i can't,
locked in your gaze.

you brush,
your hand against my face,
and the tears,
start to fall.

then out comes,
the wicked smile,
and they fall harder,
than ever before.

you lean foreward,
and say,
" it's ok."

as you take,
my last breath,
away.