Friday, February 20, 2015

histrionic

For us:
no grand gestures
no sweeping scenes
no histrionic declarations
no temper tantrums
no ultimatums
For us:
a quiet smile
a soft touch
a nudge
a wink
a companionable silence

Not every love must sear.
Some simmer.

Not every love must burn.
Some warm.

Not every love must rage.
Some calm.

Every love must find its own way.
For us: this.


A rainy Sunday morning love.
A comforting, cuddling,
pajamas and slippers love.

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