There are nights
when he cuddles in
to feel her
body close,
a warm apology for
all he has failed to
do today.
There are times
when she accepts the
naked truth
that he is
trying his hardest to be
the man he really
wants to be.
On those nights
she pulls his hand close
to her chest,
kisses his
fingers and slips an icy
toe toward his toasty
feet and laughs.
April PAD #7 - two people interacting without speaking
Saturday, April 14, 2012
Apology accepted
Labels:
apology,
laughter,
love,
naked truth,
PAD,
poeticasides,
understanding
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This moment is so nicely drawn; it says more than it seems to say, if that makes sense, and all without anything spoken by the two.
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