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* LIKE A TIDAL WAVE, marilyn rushes in. radiating a distinct warmth than from when they argue, when he picks to be difficult, when he isn’t SOBER. sharing a shell of intimacy which he yearns for ; hearts steadily lead him home. he counts the rhythm. ‘ ‘ … ’ ’ she continues when he doesn’t speak, justifying for his demons. to avoid conflict, he stays hushed. burnished hues watch the space between them close, as knees touch, fingers interlock. spiritually fading out with now red, swollen eyes. robert doesn’t want to cry … he ISN’T crying. as his wife, she swears he’s a good man, which he is, behind white noise. here, she loves the man he WAS, wanting to love the man he COULD be. yet change ; to change for her, for their daughter, was laborious. veering his person, an arm hugs to her frame, hands at her collar, anchoring her forehead to his. eyelids are fixed, mouth agape with no words. she’s intelligent, she knows . he wants to APOLOGIZE but can’t, she knows . she draws that smile he fell in love with. they kiss, a sacred kiss, forbidden to feel the rush of love all at once. what would he do WITHOUT her ? what would he do if she ended up * hating him to his grave for never changing ?
‘ ‘ … i love you. ’ ’ three forbidden words for a very forbidden moment.
❛ INSIDES all turned to ash ━━━ so slow. as i COLLAPSED, so cold. a b l a c k wind took them away, from sight. to hold the DARKNESS over day, that night ❜ . established july eleventh by APRIL
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i’m always changing my icons ha,,, but thank you???!! hec
