Monogamy

MONOGAMY

Monogamy Jones had it all. Beauty, courage and most of all confidence. Because of the name and the deadly combination all girls wish they had she endured years of cruelty and hatred making her not jaded but humble. The older she got the cleaner her soul became. This purity drove men and women wild. Many tried, but it wasn't until she had met Rivers Cullen that she gave into the wicked ways of man.

Everything about him screamed art and beauty. It was like the first time she had ever seen an old french film and invoked a particular passion within. Nearer, and nearer the flame pulled her, but she knew she was only a moth and that diving head first would cause an emotion inside to erupt.

So she resisted, and eventually became the worlds most sought after and respected virgin in the entire history of man. And as years passed, and she lied on her death bed, she wondered what it felt like to be touched by another man, by Rivers, or even a woman for that matter. She wondered if she was a lesbian, or if that passion during sex others talked about really did exist or what had happened to purity once their lives were over.

And so her light was extinguished, along with a fallen dream and a world of unanswered questions.

Dust to dust, ash to ash.