The strange insistence of your kiss in broken waves

2019 Jun 18

5 minutes: She left her wedding bouquet.

Rain fell around it.

The wind picked up and the tent flaps flapped. She was the last one out.

It was still now. Still of people. But nature didn't stop. Nature never stops.

A chair fell over in the wind. Soon, another did. And night fell.

Within a few days, chairs were strewn haphazardly everywhere.

The tent was down. The tablecloths blown away.

The table would eventually fall too.

The cement they were once on would crack and be overgrown by grass.

Nobody returned.

^{You know my reasons, you wish you had yours.
I wish you’d whisper them into my skin.-antigravpussy}

 

 

 

 

It was very late, or

very early

I didn't feel like I needed to know the time 

 

 the house was still, 

not silent,  but close to it

 

I could hear your footsteps upstairs

could hear the click of the light switch and the water in the sink

the few seconds you used to wash your face

 

It was very early,

but not late enough for people or traffic

or sunlight 

 

Hey,  you said 

letting me know you were awake 

letting me know that you wanted me to come upstairs

 

I let the words linger in the air for a bit

In a house this quiet, any voice sounded like a shout 

yours was an invitation

 

I took you up on it

 

 

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