Eight years before me a person convinced you your insides should not show on the outside. You agreed. When you tell me I think of your shoulders, so broad, so beautiful how they curve, how precisely they fit under my palms. I thought you made them so I could anchor myself to you. I guess in a way you did. When you tell me, 'No, in fact, they were made out of survival.' I no longer want to drape myself across them. They no longer seem like they can bear my weight.
Paul Freeman
17/11/2023 02:02:25 pm
Romance vs practicality. Polar opposites.
Elizabeth Greene
17/11/2023 06:16:03 pm
Intriguing and thoughtful read. I loved it!
Susan Sewell
17/11/2023 06:23:20 pm
Wow, made me stop and think, great one!
Brian Mackinney
18/11/2023 10:28:12 am
Testing our vulnerability.
Sue Clayton
19/11/2023 01:10:39 am
Though provoking. Comments are closed.
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